.that is so fucking nice you little tart” I placed both my hands on the back of her head and controlled the pace of my cock invading her throat. I c...nstantly told her she was a slut/whore/bitch/tart and tramp but always told her that she was such a good cocksucker.Every now and then I’d catch Gez looking across then back at the TV, I moved the hair from the side of Alice's face and held it with my hands, every time he looked over he’d have an unobstructed view of Alice's mouth being stretched. It wasn’t as funny as I remembered it being. It was still early when it ended. For the first time since the kitchen, Amy spoke though all she said was, ‘Did I want to watch something else?’ I nodded yes, but told her to pick this time. I didn’t care what it was. I hadn’t even been paying attention to the last film. I’d been too busy feeling sorry for myself. It wasn’t fair. How did Liam rate? I was the guy who’d stayed with her and comforted her and taken her to meet Guido, the Rambo. Sara lit candles and placed them around her room to give us light. Shehad me strip to my underwear and to my shock she did the same. Shesmiled at me and said "We're all girls here."That didn't stop this girl from getting an erection which was painfullyobvious."Go to the bathroom and get rid of it," she said with a smile.Blushing, I did as she told me and returned with my cock in its flaccidstate. She handed me a panty girdle and told me to tuck myself backbetween my legs and put on the. They had no real idea of how to fight except “go straight and hit the other guy hard” all at once. So it was a mystery to you why they always acted surprised when you simply moved out of the way faster than they could hit or grab you and then hit them back.Their intimidating physique just made them a bigger, clunkier target. And its not like being muscular was the same as wearing armor, let alone good armor: they still had plenty of soft, vulnerable spots that even a practiced amateur could aim.