Suddenly he stopped and pulled me by the arm onto the floor. my eyes were watering as he held the poppers to my nostril, making me sniff five or six t...mes. Again I was taken over and I knew he was going to fuck me and I wasn't going to give in. Thoughts were whirling through my head about condoms, but I was just too horny and he knew it. I was on my back and he hooked my legs over his shoulders, piercing my waiting cunt. Fuck it was the best feeling ever; very little pain, just his eyes. But my baudy, rapid assaults, lustful cunning and an innate power of stirring up voluptuous sensations in women when once I spoke, got me them more than anything else. When in the country, I was thinking of nothing else, and had nothing else to do but to hunt down cunts, and feed myself up for fucking them. When in London the game was different.Molly’s aunt was a greengrocer. Molly did not keep her promise to meet me, so I went to the place, saw her standing in the shop, and beckoned; she shook. There was a reason why a man living witha woman was referred to as a "mattress".He found Greggie in the dressing room, sitting on the floor and sobbing.He pulled the boy off the floor and hugged him, supporting his full bodyweight. Stevie pushed the tearful boy slightly away, and looked at himat arm's length. His makeup was smeared from his crying, his blouse wastorn, and his miniskirt had ridden up on him to the point that you couldsee his pink thong bikini underwear. "You're quite a sight,". “EEK! That. Feels. Good. Anil.” She said and began to moan as I moved my finger in, out, and around. “Thaaat feels goooood, keep doing it, please!”I licked up and down her slit and pushed my finger in a little deeper.“Wait! Stop! I. I have to. I have to peeee!” She said and whined.I kept pushing my finger around and licking, ignoring her whining.“EEERIIIC!” She screamed as liquid shot out of her tight pussy and on my face and hand. She began to pout quietly. “Anil, I had to pee.” She.