I glance down at my full D cups. Theylook so inviting. My nipples are clearly showing through the bra. I unhookit and throw it onto my floor exposing ...he errect pink nipples. I fingerthem softly with one hand as I am unbuttoning my jeans with the other. Assoon as my zipper is pulled down, my room fills with pussy odor. I can'tresist. I slide my hand inside my little red thong, and it is instantlydrawn to my clit. This is feeling sooo good. I imagine the girl from the busdoing the same. It must. I turned and was able to spray Gruesome the same way as he rushed at me. He took a blind swing at me but I had already ducked down and stuck out the Bowie knife in the hope I stabbed something vital. I did. He grunted in pain and collapsed beside me. He was bleeding badly. From the site of the wound I surmised I punctured the femoral artery. He would bleed to death in less than four minutes. “Kill her,” Mrs. Turner rasped. She was having trouble breathing as well as being blinded. “He. "White skates are for girls," she says, and sits him down so the salesclerkcan measure his feet. Soon they are stuffed into black skates, and themother says "Now you'll be able to play hockey." Don't want to play hockey. Want to skate," the boy whispers."That kind of skating is for girls," his mother says, and takes the blackskates off to the counter to pay for them.Years go by, a decade, then nearly two, and then one day, a figure in athrift store dress hovers near the sporting goods. I carefully reached for my bra as they all watched closely when someone yelled out, “HOLY FUCK, check out the TV”. When we all whipped around to look, my hand grabbed right around that hard hot cock and Randy’s instantly yanked the bra away and clamped my hand around it. The damn TV wasn’t even on.“Close your hand, Barb, and stroke me, please”, Randy whispered squeezing my fingers around his big black bare cock and slowly moved my hand up and down on it. My finger didn’t reach around it but I.