"Carol's answer was an immediate, "I can't imagine how you can love me more than Julia." Haha. Good answer. There are lots of things I don't understan... about people, especially females. Do you understand it yourself?"Carol replied, "No, not really. It's got a lot to do with respecting you and Julia though. Julia understands it better than me, so ask her if you want to know." Don't you want to know about it yourself?" Not really. I don't need to. Julia does and you will, which is all that. "Stop this...please." I beg. He just smiles and Gage cuts the other strap. Thankfully my arms keep my shirt from falling. "What now? Just go away and leave me alone!" I try to break Gage's hold, but he's strong even while intoxicated."Here," Gage offers the knife to Victor. "cut the front of her shirt open." I struggle furiously against his hold, but I can't get away. "Stop that now, or he's gonna accidentally slice those nice tits of your's to ribbons." I glance at Victor, seeing him about to. Our Teacher, Miss Jones, was about thirty probably a few years younger. She was the gymnastics coach so had a gorgeous trim body, some say she would have been good enough to go to the Olympics except her cleavage was too big. She had dark hair and soft pale skin, perfect teeth and a balanced figure. The last exam was over and everyone was excited at the upcoming holidays. "I'm heading to France" I told the class, "They have topless beaches there, catch a glance of some sexy European tits," I. Her hair and eyebrows washed away with it. Even as the water battered her vulva, chemical which had been sprayed between her parted labia continued to burn. At last she was able to open her eyes, and she saw Acne Face putting on rubber gloves. He ran his gloved fingers over her hairless labia and then figure fucked her, pushing traces of chemical deep inside her, making her scream again. He laughed and thrust the hose against her anus, readily accessible, since her legs were spread. The water.