A twisted grin was on his face. This, to him, was what it was all about, breaking down women's egos until they begged to be fucked and groveled at his...feet and pleaded for more. Once aroused, women were all alike. And he loved it.Roughly, saying, "Okay, I'm going to give it to you," he pulled at her dress bunched around her waist and his sister flexed her knees and lifted her hips free of the floor as he pulled the dress off and threw it across the room. "Like a whore!" he said in a hoarse. We agreed on Frisch’s, and went out to my car for the drive. We had a nice dinner and then decided to see the new Mel Brooks movie, To Be or Not to Be. It was hilarious and we all enjoyed it, and when the movie finished, we headed back to the dorm where Kristin and I resumed our dance.January 8, 1984, McKinley, OhioOn Saturday morning, Kristin and I had a final dance, after which she went back to her room while I showered, dressed, and changed the sheets on the bed. I gathered them and the. . it doesn't matter that Kirk did it first, not now when my mind is rational once again.The tears flowed hot and bitter, stinging her cheeks, and again she moaned piteously. She was sick, mentally sick, that was the only logical conclusion. She needed psychiatric help, for in one day she seemed to have forsaken all that she ever considered sacrosanct--her innocence in matters sexual, her marital contract, her love for her husband. Was there hope for her, and or had some incredible. He used his hands to part and slap my bum cheeks when he wanted to.the man in my mouth came on my face.he stepped away and another cock took his place.the man in my bum pulled out and came into the sand with a groan.once again I felt another cock take its place.this man was an a****l and he rammed hard and fast into me which made me scream.this seemed to excite the crowd around us as some stepped forward and came on my back and my body.the man in my mouth came in my mouth and he pulled.