"Cocksuckers," Meredith said."Watch this," Randi said. She repeated the process Meredith had done. Then she repeated the post until her fingers go tir...d. "Let them delete all of those. Douche bags." What's going on?" Brock asked when he came out. He saw Randi's fingers flying over the keyboard."I've got it handled," Meredith said. "Don't worry about it." I wasn't worried until you told me not to," Brock said, raising his eyebrows."They edited your comments to make you look like a peckerhead,". Soon he was pounding into her, pushing against her cervix and pulling her by her hips to meet his thrusting.Her tender breasts bounced back and forth, the chain of the clamps jingling against her collar. The harder his thrusts, the more her breasts bounced painfully. Seeing her discomfort, her reached under her and removed the clamps, pulling the chain free from her collar and tossing them on the bed. He reached back under her, rubbing feverishly at her clit until her body tenses and twitched. This kept me hard but let me have time to claim down too. When she sat in my lap again and started riding she kept her fingers pinching the base of my penis. She road fast and was saying all kinds of sexy things in my ear. I would have cum again but for her fingers holding me back and keeping me hard. I think her fingers there had the opposite effect on her though. She started bucking and moaning. Her breast were rubbing my face so I decided to lick them and that sent her off Big Time. I. You want him to fuck you, don't you Blondy?" Karen cooed in Sandy's left ear. When the young blond didn't respond, Karen said again, "Don't you, Blondy! Go ahead. I give you permission to answer. Tell the man how much you want him to fuck you."Sandy looked from the blur she knew to be Karen to the blur standing between her thighs, the blur connected to the rock hard cock in her belly, then back toward Karen. Shaking her head and whimpering, Sandy felt totally helpless. "Tell him, Blondy," Karen.