? ?But Amy.? ?No Brian. If you get expelled for fighting, I will be very mad.? ?If he says something I will kill him.? He said stubbornly. ?You w...ll do no such thing. Words can’t hurt us Brian, unless we let them. He is unimportant, therefore his words are unimportant. Ignore him. That will be punishment enough.? I lifted his chin so he had to look in my eyes. ?Please Brian, for me.? He nodded reluctantly and hugged me tightly. ?Besides, I’m quite sure your friend broke his nose.? . I move my tongue down the middle of your body. I can taste the water from the shower as it runs down your body. I move down to your pussy, now on my knees. I curl my tongue up and touch your clit. You moan even louder. You put your hands on the sides of my head. Now I have you right where I want you. I HAVE control.I sit down in the tub and move my face under you. I wrap my lips around your clit. You spread your legs wide. Then it's like something else takes control of you. You grab the sides. We let her prove her sincerity and her worthby making her sexually please us the whole nightand the next day and nightin all conceivable ways,but taking care not to harm her,in case she was worthy of being brought to you,while we taunted her with talesof her upcoming tortures,which always last longer and are more severefor meat that has caught the Princess's attention,and how she would be prepared and eaten,still alive at the beginning,her sufferings delighting the participantsat the feast.All. I was startled by my 40-year-old neighbor who slipped down on the step beside me and wanted to pull me to completion. I lost my hardness and jumped. "What the f*ck?" went through my mind. What was happening? Who was this?It was Mrs. Quinn, my downstairs neighbor. She was stroking my shrunken organ, but it was not going to grow for her. I think she knew that and whispered in my ear, "Here touch me right there." With that, her free hand exposed one exquisite round, white mound of female flesh.