"At least, that silenced the girls, and it did let me in on the problem. At the moment, I felt nothing but pity for Marlene, but I could feel more for...her as time went on, especially if my sisters pushed me too hard.That triggered another thought having little to do with the current conversation. "Betty, are girls as sensitive to having their pussy banged as boys are to hits on their balls?" I don't know, Honey, but I am not interested in trying experiments to find out. Why do you ask?" It just. Measured by the passage of time. You would obey if you could – if you were anything but a god. This is life. What are you but a god? You watch from on high as tall grass bends in the breeze, yields to the measure of the music, and you smile as grass shadows dance in discordant harmony across advancing footsteps, wandering in concert across time to a shadow on the sand, where the two – the man and the woman – have found rest under the sheltering sky. You watch as hand seeks hand, face meets. You screamed I want you to fuck me. You moaned as my hands started to rub you again, .harder than before and you liked it. You really like it up the ass don't you, yes, I love it. Please fuck me. I set up a camcorder and could see the confused look on your face as you thought I was behind you, you were really woozy but relaxed.I asked you again, Do you like big hard cock, Your horny for some ass fucking aren't you. I could see you getting more & more turned on as your cock grew bigger &. How’s it going?”“I’m Jim. Good, just hanging out,” I said."I'm the President of our club," Jesse stated. “Maria was telling me a little about you and said that she would like to see if you would like to ride with us today,” Jesse said.“Sure, I’d like that. It would be cool. I like riding with groups every so often.”We all walked out and got on our bikes and headed out for a hundred-mile ride through the canyons and ended up at the beach. We pulled up to this burger joint to grab some food..