Moving my hand between her thighs, I stoke her swollen lips. Moaning and moving her hips with my hand, Kim shudders under my touch. Pulling my mouth b...ck to her exposed breast, I bury my face in her chest.My fingers spread her lips, opening her up for my tongue. Moving my mouth down her flat belly, leaving a trail of spittle, I tease her clit. Flicking my tongue around the edge of her clit, I move my fingers inside Kim. Curling and thrusting, my fingers move rapidly in and out. My tongue moves. Her feet were spread wide and pulled up above her head, causing her torso to rise up above the bed. This made it so the guy standing over her could push the bottle straight down into her.“Hold her tight.”She felt the cold bottom of the bottle being ground into her until it finally forced its way inside. She heard herself scream as he continued to hammer the neck of the bottle with the palm of his hand until it disappeared into her. Such pain.“She took the whole bottle. What a slut.”She prayed. Stops she turns to me and said there's not a doubt in my mind that says no after that I embraced her in the way only newleyweds do and kissed her passoninantly we sat there in what seemed like ever never did anything seem so right she told me that she's never felt so wanted so embraced so gently held by no. one or nothing but me we went and sat by the water kissing her. sitting on my lap it was the best I felt with any girl tight there I started kissing he down her neck softly. It fell to my friends to try and keep me sane. Eric and Sam joined me at the cottage for American Thanksgiving (basically just another excuse for us to have a turkey) at my cottage. It was around this time where I started to develop somewhat of an alcohol problem. Not in the sense that I was constantly bombed or drinking every night. But for a guy who usually only drinks on his birthday and on New Years Eve, going to clubs and getting bombed, and playing drinking games with friends a couple.