..?. She drifted occasionally into groups of people dancing together, smiling at them and enjoying the interaction, but for the most part danced in s...litude among the crowd. It was relaxing, she thought, she felt much better, much less tense. ?...some of them want to abuse you, some of them want to be abused....?. As much as she had mentally prepared herself for an ordeal at this club, and had felt she was ready, not having an ordeal at all was better. She was allowed to just do what she. The sudden chill made her small pink nipples hard almost instantly. She looked straight at him, but only at his face. She stepped toward him and was covered with the stream of water. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back to let the water wash over her face and hair. Ronnie took the short opportunity to look at all of her. Her skin was all the same cream color except for her little pink nipples, her tits were a small C but they looked perfect on her tiny body, the little triangle of hair. She moaned in delight as he thrust his large cock fully inside her, pulled out half way and roughly slammed it back home. After several minutes, he let go his huge load inside her intestines. They both moaned in pleasure as her shit shaft was filled with his hot spew. He pulled out a stream of her liquid shit and his cum flowed out of her enlarged dirt hole. “Ok,” Billy said, “what did you want to tell me?” “I want to tell Phoebe at the same time. Let’s go to her room.” Angela wrapped a towel. They'd gone out the night before, eating dinner and seeing a movie. They came back late, sneaking into his house so as not to wake anyone up. It was so perfect, giggling in bed and making love for hours while they tried to be quiet. Then Sunday morning his parents made a huge breakfast. She was so much a part of the family, he thought. She's like a sister, but of course not to me. She's my best friend. Or she was, he thought painfully.Then they lay on his bed, just relaxing, watching the game..