"Silly? So now my feelings are silly?" No," said Frieda. "What she meant is that you are reading into things that aren't there."Linda nodded with Frie...a.I sighed. "It used to be, Linda that you would nod for me when I was able to read and interpret what you were thinking." Honey, I don't know what you are talking about. You're upset, I give you that, but really..." Ok, let me spell this out for you," I looked at them. "Both of you, since Frieda became involved with us, I feel like the two of. She arched her head so her big, beautiful green eyes looked into his, a playful look on her face. “Nahhh, of course not,” she giggled, “I was just imagining what it would be like to experience a big cock”. She giggled some more as Matt walked away in mock disgust to look at the collection of magazines on the back wall. “I didn’t mean it,” she purred in his ear once she had caught him up, her hand brushing against the crotch of his jeans, which was beginning to be pulled taunt by his slowly. She drew me closer to her, almost invariably placing her arm round my waist, frequently kissing and pressing me against her firm and well-formed bosom. This had frequently an evident effect on my lower person, even while I was kept less excitable by the constant relief my passions were obtaining in the arms of my adored Mrs. B. Now I no longer had that vent, for the little relief I could get at rare intervals from my sister Mary was as nothing, after the constant exercise I had been provided. And thats not what I think. Im raping you and youre completely wet. Thats a whore behavior and thats what you are. He said gritting his teeth and then thrusted two of his fingers inside of me with no warning, no pity, no mercy… AAAAAAAAUGH!!! I squirmed and bent forward as a rush of pain took place of my most intimate part. He stopped completely, like a thunder had hit him. Then slowly removed his fingers from me, while I struggled in agony. He lifted his hand where we both could see and it was.