Consider the soldiers returning with limbs missing. In a travesty of logic you can say that they 'signed up' for the risks involved.Walk through the c...ildren's ward of a hospital. Try telling me that they signed up for accidents that left them maimed, disfigured or blinded. Go ahead. I swear to God that I'll beat you until you spatter. And don't take the sanctimonious high road either, spouting "God's will" or some such pious nonsense.They should teach us the rules in grade school, but nobody. " She groaned closing her eyes.I nervously swallowed and then licked my lips, leaning my face in closer to it.This time, I could control myself. I still headed in close to it though and held her soft wet cheeks apart again. I pulled my tongue out and with just the very tip of it, I began to lick at her hole."Hmmmmm that feel's so nice..." She groaned, obviously enjoying herself."It tastes so nice too..." I moaned looking up her back to see her short dark hair getting matted under the warm. The bathroom was bright white and ultra-modern, it was clearly the newest thing in the club. It looked like it hadn't even been used once. The lights were so bright that it was an assault on the senses; like being snow blind on a frosty January morning.As they got inside, they looked along a row of mirrors and sinks on one side and a row of cubicles on the other. Everything was gleaming.May looked at Scarlett. There was so much mischief in her eyes."So what now?" May asked.Scarlett pretended. He moved his hands to the button of her cutoff jeans. Patty tried to jerk away from him, but Ken had her legs pinned and I had her arms, so there was nothing she could do. Ken got the button unfastened and pulled down the zipper. Sliding backward on her legs, he put his hands on either side of her shorts and pulled them down. At first, Patty struggled, but then she realized her twisting and turning was only helping Ken. She locked her ankles instead."Patty," said Ken, reasonably, "don't be so.