A guy by the name of Bill, although I knew it wasn’t his real name because Herold called him Taylor, came to me right after I had finished with a ha...dsome black guy who called himself Vic. The reason for mentioning Bill was because he had an oversized, curved cock in the shape of a banana. He was more than thrilled to be fucking a girl that was so wet and slippery. Apparently, he didn't realize he was getting slippery seconds, but he loved it and I was rewarded when he pounded into me with his. Well, technically I was, and my repressed behavior must have created this ‘inner-slut’ which I used to comfort myself that I wasn’t one. For a prodigy of medicine, one would know that repressed behavior meant they had a greater chance to have a split personality. “And sorry, Mi. I thought it was funny… And I am sorry… that I just called you a slut… I know you hate it, and think yourself as a split-personality person… I do too… You are not a slut…” Lindsay leaned her against my shoulder, and. Er presste sofort wieder meine Beine auseinander, schlug stärker die Innenseiten meiner Oberschenkel. „Bleib offen, du geiles lüsternes Stück. Ich mach es dir jetzt mit der Hand.“Das Fingerspiel setzte erneut ein. Dazu massierte er kräftig meine rechte Brust. Er rieb mich jetzt heftig und brutal, sagte kein Wort.Ich stöhnte, wimmerte, zuckte mit meinem Unterleib. Wilde, perverse Lust überkam mich. Er rieb noch heftiger, trieb mich an und knetete dabei kräftig meine Brust.Nach zwei oder drei. .. Isn't she like a hundred? I don't wanna be the only one aroundif she croaks..." Taylor muttered."Taylor!" Taylor's mother exclaimed in a huff. "Don't talk like that!" She doesn't even like me!" Taylor said."That is simply not true. She's just a little set in her reclusiveways. And with your cousins living halfway across the country, we'reall she has." Taylor's mother said. "Anyway, that's our decision, andthat's final!"As Taylor's parents packed up the car with everything Taylor planned.