"Suck on them, to make the wood wet. I will insert those two long candle matches into your pee-hole. You think your tiny twat is tight, but wait till ... penetrate your third and definitively tightest hot hole!" Ariel feels weird as it is arousing, but also humiliating and a bit painful. Even stranger, when he lets her look in a mirror and she sees that small wooden prick emerge so close below the top of her clit. What if it would be bigger, could she fuck her best girlfriend with it?... Hardly. However you phrase it, it was a recipe for disaster. To some extent, I claim at least partial responsibility for what happened, but my mother sure wasn’t blameless. I was sitting at my desk doing my homework for Mr. Singleton, my tyrannical math teacher, when my door burst open. I smelled the fumes long before she reached me. ‘What the fuck do you think you’re doing, Rick!’ she bellowed drunkenly, covering me in fumes strong enough to ignite. ‘Uh, doing my homework,’ I said, cowering away from. I looked at her and she looked at me. I was challenging her and she sort of accepted the challenge by looking confident. The bell rang and the second round was begun. The real fight starts now.A few seconds of the move, I quickly jumped forward and punched her. Yes, I connected and I got my first point, 1- 0. I tried the same second time, but she ducked this time and punched me back in my stomach. It hurt and before I could get in control she punched me once more in my jaw. I was pushed back. He stood there looking at her until she said, “You need to put your key in as well, Mr. Hatter.”Aaron felt like an idiot. “Oh, yeah. I’m sorry, I guess my brain was out of gear for a minute there.”He pulled the key out of his pocket and put it into the slot, turned it and the door opened.The teller said, “Just let me know when you’re done. Meanwhile, I’ll get that statement printed out for you.”“Yeah, thanks.”As she left the vault, he pulled the long, shallow box from the slot and set it on the.