However, once or twice my trash talk made him laugh out loud so I changed my talk to a simple refrain of “fuck me Baby, fuck me in my pantyhose like...a Bitch!” which really got him going. “Ugh, you sexy Bitch! Ugh, I’m going, oomph oomph oomph, I’m going to cum! Awe Bitch, here it comes!” Tim pumped away fucking my pantyhose wearing ass as if he were a jack hammer set to auto. Slap, slap, slap, slap were the sounds as he pumped away and then “Jeeze, sheeeet, awe shit, damn, fuck, fuck, fuck! I’m. My mood instantly changed. Relief and happiness were promptly replaced by anxiety, an anxiety bordering on fear."What's wrong?" The tension in my voice was obvious. I was trying to swallow but my mouth had gone dry. There was a huge knot in my stomach."Nothing really. I just think we should consider a separation, that's all!" It was a devastating blow to hear Kelly confirming my worst fears."Why?" I could hardly get the word out."Why? You're asking me why!" There was an incredulous tone to her. I told Angie to stay there, and Dad and I went to the thugs' classroom. Dad pulled his gun, we walked in, and I pointed them out. They stood up as if to flee, but Dad told them to stop. He tossed me one set of handcuffs, and I cuffed one goon, while he cuffed the other. We dragged them out into the hallway, closed the door, and I lost it. I took the goon I was holding, slammed him into the concrete block wall face first, and told him, "You listen to me, mother fucker, and you listen good. You. Her nightly solitary explorations had not prepared her for this. She writhed on the desk and she had to bite her lip to stop herself from screaming out loud as his fingers dipped between her folds. She felt rather than heard the squelch as his finger pushed its way inside her. Her wet velvet walls gripped his finger. His knuckles rubbed against her walls as his finger curled and uncurled inside her. He reached inside, pressing against her hymen, her virginal plug still intact… for now.“Take.