She insisted, so I told her. She got a lot less mean and a lot more seductive, though the mean moments became more venomous."So you got some high clas... hooker leading you by the balls since you were thirteen," she said late in the evening, slowly brewing the toxins to maximum effect. I nearly hit her. I started standing, my fist balled."Joe," said Amy, restraining me. And to Mary, she said, "You must like being abused." I hate it," said Mary. Her eyes opened wide. Her mouth trembled. Too tough. ”As she stroked my cock to a painfully fuller erection she asked, “Do you need my help with this or do you want to take care of it all by yourself like you do every morning?”I snapped at her, “What do you mean, every morning?”Virginia smiled and said, “Come on you know that the wall between our bed rooms isn’t soundproof. I usually masturbate with you every morning. I have always wanted for us to do it together.”I said, “You’re crazy.”Virginia scowled at me and said sternly, “Do you want my. “You’re a man, and men fuck women.”“And you’re a woman,” he replied. “What do you call it when a man is fucking you?”Now Kim was standing up straight. She had withdrawn her hand from his cock and now stood up straight with her hands on her hips. Now she was angry. “Fuck me?” she exclaimed, incredulous. “Bradley Kramer, no man has ever fucked me. And until yesterday, no man has ever touched me. They never had the guts to.“I’m ugly as sin is what it means.” Now tears were forming in her eyes but. .. sort of. It's hard to look around with a cock in your facelike that." She giggled a little at her double entendre."So, it wasn't so bad, then?" I asked in relief."Well..." she said slowly, considering..."I guess it was actually prettyexciting!" My nipples get hard just remembering it," and they were. "See?" I tookher hand and placed it on one of my small breasts. The warmth of herhand, her tears, and my horniness overcame my remorse; after all, I'monly a man, ruled by my balls!"Ooohhhh, it.