“Fuck the slut.” The boy grabs a handful of hair and pulls her aside as he rises to his knees, pulling her ass against him. He guides the bulb of ...is cock to her opening and pulls her down the rest of the way, and her moans quickly evolve to a scream, and soon a whimper, a reverie of whimpers, one for each thrust. He buries himself deep into her, loving her cunt through proclamations of ownership that serve feed her frenzy. His cunt, he calls it. His bitch, his whore, his slut, and he makes her. When I'd opened the door, she had a basic hello-type smile, but now that changed to a grin. "You're Tony aren't you? Speak English?" Uh..." Habla Espanol?" Uh..." Parlay-view Fran-case? German? Latin? Swahili?"My brain was slowly spinning down, and I tried to remind myself that I was in love with what's-her-name. I mean, Tami."Uh, I'm Tony." He speaks. That's a start."I knew I was being insulted, but I didn't care. Her voice tasted like honey with just a little tang. God, southern accents were. You could have tied me up or something. Guys, you have no imagination at all beyond getting your dick sucked." "Oh," I gulped, now sweating from more than the sun's heat. Maybe I hadn't really thought my choice through as well as I thought."How about I blow you right here and now," Jennifer said putting her hands softly on my bare stomach. "Okay, but I'm sweaty," I mumbled as her hands worked at my shorts and pushed them and my briefs down around my ankles. I stood nude in the tall grass. My. I’ve always been nervous around them, but, they were like regular people. I didn’t know you two worked with them before. That’s REALLY cool. We’re like the ‘Mod Squad’.”I laughed, “Ha! You’re much hotter than Julie ever was. You probably could have worn HER bra when you were 12. Hmm, I wonder if Julie ever fucked Linc and Pete?”“Ohhh, I fantasized about that when I was younger! And yeah, she wasn’t more than A-cups. I’d have done both Pete and Linc, AT ONCE! If they’d have let me.”Greg howled,.