”His eyes were closed now, and he joggled his vodka gently atop his chest and smiled.“I do know what you mean,” he said.“Really?”“I think ...o,” he said. “Because when I’m fucking you, I’m thinking about fucking you, and I’m also thinking about thinking about fucking you. Does that make any sense?”“Yes!” she said. “Not the pneumatic blond from the television, or Angelina Jolie—““I’d never fantasize about fucking Angelina Jolie,” he said. “Rachel Weisz, maybe.”“Whomever. Or not whomever,” she. Our chief wanted to establish good relations so he gave me tohim, telling me that I was to serve the man food. When I went to histent he raped me. The next day our chief refused to hear from me whathad happened. The second time was two years ago. I was captured by agroup of four men and they were going to sell me to a brothel. One manwanted me for himself and ran away with me in the middle of the night.The next morning he raped me and left me tied to a tree without food orwater. It took me two. Remember, this is a special treat for daddy."Amy had Maria put on a French maid costume she had found in one of her mom's drawers. It had a very daring micro-skirt, apron, and a bustier that squeezed Maria's waist and pushed her breasts up and out. The skirt did little to hide the g-string panty that barely covered even Maria's tiny patch of pussy fur. With the little waitress cap to top it off, Maria looked like a walking wet dream.When Frank got home from work, Amy told him to go in the. She stood in the shallow end proudly letting Dan gaze at her firm tits. Jenny wasn’t going to be left out and Dan looked upon her small teen breasts and hard nipples.Lisa caressed Dan, her left breast pressing to his chest. She kissed him and gladly accepted his hand fondling her right tit. Her hand fell to touch his hard cock. Hanna and Jenny looked at the other, “I want him feeling my tits too,” Hanna said.“Me too, whatever you want to do with Dan, I want it too!” Jenny proclaimed.Hanna.