I was 100% woman, a woman who wanted to have sex, and a woman who wanted a very hard long, very hard climax. I craved a climax I wanting both of my ho...es to feel pleasure. Wanting and wishing I could be with two men at the same time, I was craving them to fuck me over and over like I read about and like I just saw happen with my own eyes. Standing next to the vanity, I put my right foot on a chair and rested my left cheek against the vanity. I took the first long neck bottle and slid it into my. I wanted to escape Fifi's tongue, but I couldn't. I wanted to say something to Michael, but I couldn't. I had been scared, worried and fearful many times during my times in Emerald Lake and Chrystal Heights, but at that moment I was terrified and there was nothing I could do. He just kept ranting."How can you not love me! How can you continue to be so fucking independent!" He grabbed my hair and held my head up so I was staring at Fifi as she continued to confuse my body as to what it should. The coaches kept him at cornerback last fall because of his speed. Matt bragged he had 4.4 speed in the 40. He also ran track in the spring, making the state playoffs. I didn't bother to inform him that I still held the state record in the 100 meters. No one beat my record this past spring.Joe Ricci's experience in football was quite different. Joe played for the Strath Haven Panthers, a perennial football powerhouse in southeast Pennsylvania. His fans back home were expecting him to carry on. “I love the heart shape you have there,” as I commented on the shape of her trimmed short, light brunette, pubic hair.“I have one more heart to show you Mikey,” Lindie said. “But I need my bikini first.”I held out my not so fabric filled hands and passed over her bikini pieces toward her. She picked up the bottom piece with her right hand, leaving her left hand covering most of what appeared to be another tattoo. Lindie turned away from me, slipped on the bikini bottom and then turned back to.