He's got him some issues that even that bald doctor on Oprah couldn't cure. I am very glad he's here to see our 'guests, ' and not me. Something tells...me they are not going to have a nice day..."Jack covered my back, while Roy led us to their quiet room. When we entered, we stood in front of the bright lights, so they couldn't see our faces. It wasn't going to matter either way. The quiet room was roughly ten by fifteen, furnished in modern American junk furniture, and brightly lit by temporary. I get up, I’m not going to let you stop me, so I start forward again, but you move in front of me again, only to kick me down again. We follow this routine until I can hardly pick myself up off the ground anymore. I can’t feel the pain, but my body knows the damage that it’s taking. As I move to get up once again, you grab my hair and haul me up until you can look me in the face. You grab my face with the hand not wrapped in my hair, and hold it in a crushing grip, you pull me close, and start. ‘What the-‘. Before he could finish his sentence, I kicked his face, the sole of my foot covering his nose and mouth for a brief second. Johnny fell to the floor and tried to get back up, but almost instinctively, I went behind his head and wrapped my thighs around his neck. As the lower part of my thighs crushed his throat, my upper thighs covered his nose and mouth, blocking his air. ‘Get off of me!’ he pleaded. But I persisted. For the first time ever, I felt like I was truly dominant. I. It had Hayley’s clearly aroused pussy a couple of inches above Matty’s end, although because of the angle, it looked like the cock was searching for her, aiming directly towards it’s intended target.“Ok, Hayley, stay at exactly the angle you are now, and slowly start to slide back down,” Pete directed.She did as he requested, edging closer and closer towards Matty’s hard length, and again felt it start to lightly press against her as she got lower on the bed. She could feel it gently separating.