I would come back to you, but after all, you asshole, she said bitterly, what the fuck do you care? You let that nasty biker and his whore slut use me... you have messed around with both Lana and Pat. “Fuck you,” she hissed. “No baby,” she said, crying again, “I am so sorry. I know how much I have hurt you. After what Sherry did to you. Why don’t you just kick my sorry, fat, hairy, black cock fucking ass out?”“Jackie, I am not going to kick you out,” Rod said, “but now it is time for your lesson.. She was, in fact, wearing a conservative skirt and blouse. A long skirt with granny shoes peeking out from beneath the hem. The laced blouse was cream and the long skirt was tan. I thought how appropriate that was based on Mom’s reading of her neutral aura. I thought Morgan could see it, too, though we’d never talked about it. Sometimes I wished I could see what they saw.What surprised me most, though, was that Kendra wore no makeup. Her face was pretty, but not glamorous. When women go to get. I licked my fingers, then slid two fingers in her. God, she feels goodUsing both hands, I spread her cheeks apart. Her tiny pink butthole faced up at me, and her pussy lips opened up... both were dripping wet. I guided the head of my cock to her opening. She pushed back, but she felt like a virgin... so tight, but things will fit with a little patience. The head slipped in pretty easily, but getting further required a bit of work. I pulled her hips back and forth, my cock. "Just fucking try to stop me." Eric spit on Amy's asshole and pushed his cock into it forcefully. He slid both of his arms up under her armpits before clasping his hands together behind her neck in a Full Nelson hold. Helpless to do anything, Amy succumbed to his anal assault and took it like a champ. "Fuck you, you bastard!" Amy screamed. Eric pounded at her while she fought meekly. "I'm going to cum in that tight little hole of yours now." Eric promised. "Here you go you little whore. Feel my.