"Anyhow, it's time for a story. Just listen for a while."There was this working bee, see, where all these kids stood up and did adult jobs. And there ...ere all these adults standing around at the end of the working bee, wondering what the hell had just happened. And we kind of got this idea that if you kids could do what you did, then just perhaps we could step up and solve the bigger problems."So we had this kind of informal meeting while you were playing footy, and then watching the match —. “Oh Anya I honestly missed your sharp mouth, I can’t wait to see what else you can do with It.” Still laughing James removed the knife and obviously motioned for his pet idiots to make her walk; un-able to concentrate on anything other than not tripping over her feet Anya let them propel her through the school. The dreaded smell of sweat and male deodorant seeped through her nose, and a familiar feeling of horror crept over her. “The gym’ stated Anya in disgust and she walked over the. She moaned. She was so wet, he didn’t feel his skin stretching much at all, just the smooth, sweet sliding into her warm, tight vagina. He watched as her pussy-lips spread apart and wrapped around his dick, as if embracing it with a hot, sticky hug. He held it there. It was in her just enough so that the contours of his head were touching her insides but still visible to him. It was all he had to resist thrusting his whole shaft into her. He took his hand off his cock, continuing to keep. He was all business. Not being sweet or gentle, just shoving tons of lube up into my bottom. I felt a second finger enter me and then a third. He told me to bend over and he started really pushing deep into my ass. Then out, then back in. Again and again. His friends gathered around to watch. One came back around to my head and, being bent over as I was, his penis was directly in front of my face. I watched as it began to harden and then felt his hand on the back of my head as he forced me to.