He stops despite my plea and slides his fingers out of me as I cry out. "Please," I beg into the ground. "Please, what?" David asks. "David, please," ... sob, saddened that he abandoned me."You want me to fuck you now?" "Please," I breathe out."Look me in the eye and say it, then I'll consider it."I turn myself around and face him. "Please, make me cum," I say desperately. "Hm. Not good enough," he says, turning away. "Please, David. Please," I beg again, desperate for my release. He turns around. But Brenda was not interested in her girlfriends' butts. She wanted man-meat and she wanted it raw. At her third sleepover an older sister of the party hostess had joined them. That's when Brenda learned how Truth or Dare games, which they'd been playing at earlier sleepovers, could become group events. A battery-operated, vibrating, real-life looking, but bigger than life-size dildo was the focus of the dare. Each of the five girls tried to reach the level of orgasm their older and very. Time to go indoors and have a shower I thought."I'm going in dear," I said to James my new husband."Yeah good idea," he said with a lustful expression on his face.Oh well it was my honeymoon so I have to put up with him wanting to fuck me. I smiled lustfully back and hand in hand we went up to our rooms. Last night it was easy to play the shy virgin with my dry pussy but now he's going to expect me to be less tight. In the end it was all too easy to apply a small smear of KY jelly inside me. She had raven black hair and smoking hot eyes to go perfectly with her long, shapely legs. “Pretty dead in here,” I said, taking out a long, slim cigarette and placing it between my cherry red lips. “But it's Friday and we're early. It'll pick up after the guys go home and clean up,” Sheila quipped and smiled. This week her hair was long and blonde, falling well past her shoulders and framing her face perfectly. Sheila was the wild one, even wilder than me. She had, on more than one occasion,.