When i dont move more then my stroking she reaches out and grab my balls in a hard grip squesing harder and harder until I fall down on my knees screa...ing in pain, as im going down on my knees she says to me "You shell never call me a slut again you small dicked freak". When im on my knees in pain i try to open her hand as her nails are making scratchmarks on the skin around the balls and after i while i manage to open her grip and i pull her toward me with a fast jank so she need to use her. You look up into my piercing orange-brown eyes. "You're so fucking tight!" you grunt. I continue to ride, slowly, methodically. "Oh fuck, you feel so good." You try to buck up, going deeper inside me. I smile at how well you fill me up. I flex my fingers, my long purple nails scraping your chest."Patience, Harry, patience," I reply to your attempt at going faster, deeper, regaining control. It seems as if you are not one to relinquish control, but now that I have it, I'm not letting it go. I. With Scott and Teresa's help, she was enrolled in a drug rehab program the hospital ran for low income citizens. It began with a stay in the hospital for initial depression counseling, and monitoring for withdrawal symptoms as she went without any of her habitual drugs. Once stable physically, additional counseling would follow on an outpatient basis.The group of teen visitors moved back and forth between the two patients' rooms for a while, before settling down in two groups.Patty and Sammy. Three months later I was getting those pink slips letting me know, I had to either hustle up and pay up or get out. One night I was headed into my apartment. That's when Mr. Carter caught me. I dropped my ramen noodles out of one of the paper bags from the shock of being caught, to the pavement they fell. He went down to one knee to retrieve them. Taking that time to get the door open, I looked to see just what was taking him so long to rise, that we I saw his eyes move over to my red garter.