I squeezed again, then found a hole in the fabric caused by some shard of debris. Using both hands, I pulled and ripped until her shirt was nothing bu... strips of fabric unable to cover anything. Pulling a strip away entirely, I wrapped part of a long sliver of glass in it, then used that to cut her bra off. She whimpered in fear so I held the makeshift knife to her throat. The noise caught in her throat and she choked it back, letting tears run freely down her face. Her bare breast hung out. Now I feel him breathing hard, his cock surging into my body, his hands grasp my ass and pull my cheeks aside. I push back against him meeting the force of his every stroke with still greater force, telling him that I am more than equal to the task. Drops of sweat fall from his brow and touch my back like warm raindrops, I am making him work for his pleasure.He stops and I feel him reluctantly drag his cock from my pussy, its head leaving a wet trail across my ass cheek. The young Darrakhai. I enjoyed catching up with Eric and Tim. They had always been nice to me and I loved them for that. Eric was boisterous, with reddish-brown hair and brown eyes; his 5'9" body was slightly overweight. Tim was a specimen. He was 6'1", around 200 pounds and it was nearly ALL muscle. I may or may not have thought of him during a masturbatory session or two in the past. We grew tired of the bar, so I invited Eric and Tim back for drinks at my apartment. I went into my kitchen and mixed two Red Bull. Once more I imagined what any nosey neighbours would make of what they would see through the window: a thirty-year-old guy with his head up the skirt of a rather masculine-featured school girl. Or more likely: a thirty-year-old guy sucking the cock of a hairy-legged, clean-shaven 22-year-old dressed in a school girl uniform. However, the theoretical voyeurs would not have long to watch this, as I soon realised that not having a wank that morning had been a mistake, for now after only two.