?Now tell me that you wouldn’t like to rape the bitch, right now,? Carli teased.?Naw! I’m waiting for the gang rape scene. Then I’ll ‘rape�... your mouth and fill your belly with my stinking piss.?Carli yawned. ?Promises, promises! You’ll have to force me if you think I’m going to let you put that filthy thing anywhere near my mouth.? She made sure that she gave him a bored look as though she was telling him that he wasn’t man enough to rape her.?She’ll do, I guess. But I’ve seen better,?. " Mr. Parsons seemed to want Mrs. Parsons to speak with him. She seldom spoke to him at dinner for some reason. I think it was because she didn't like to raise her voice. His comment seemed to make her willing to raise her voice then though."It was right when Daddy died. We stopped doing a lot of things then. At first we were in mourning, but then, there never seemed to be the same enthusiasm. I thought we both became so much busier after Daddy died." There was something in her voice when she. After a moment, the sounds of a modem connecting ran through the room.Maggie wished that she could be anyplace but here right now. She couldn't play again today, she was horny as hell, and had already taken two cold showers, which hadn't done anything for her except ramp up her desire level. Add to that the scent of arousal that was still present in the room...Maggie did the only thing she could at the time. She excused herself, went to the payphones, and called her mom. The conversation was. My tongue presses against them, pushing them back and forth, up and down. I feel his hands in my hair, holding me against him. I know he wants more, needs more and so I give him want he craves. Moving my mouth from his testicles, I place it just over the tip of his cock. He watches. His chest lifts and falls as I guide the swollen head into the heat of my mouth. ‘Ohhh love,’ he groans out to me. I smile and take more of him inside. His shaft is only partially buried in the warm blanket I.