What Aimee asked.A safe word Brad replied. A word that has nothing to do with sex.If the word is said everything stops no questions asked. Something w... all can remember no matter what is happening.Ok well since we're drinking margaritas, how about that said AimeeThey all looked at each other ok. Margarita it isand the second the word is said, everything stops no questions asked.Jay pulled out a small wooden box and pulled out a joint.Lit it up and passed it to Aimee.They shared the smoke, Jay. "I bet I could show you more positions than she could," Jenna said.I nodded and looked out toward the street. Jenna told me about some of the positions she was in with her boyfriends. She was amazing."What?" I said. I caught her looking at me all happy and goofy."Nothing," she said.It was a strange week. Two times I had a very sexy dream and both times it was with Jenna. I didn't have feelings for her so what was my mind doing to me?"So who are you dating?" I asked. I hadn't seen Jenna with. Orgasm after orgasm shook my core. It felt insane – normally when I masturbate, I only orgasm maybe three times because my clit gets too sensitive afterwards. There was no stopping, now though. My face was riddled in a constant state of ecstasy; couldn’t close my jaw if I wanted to. Every orgasm forced every muscle in my body to clench with my vagina harshly doing so around the worm – he seemed to enjoy it as it only made him wriggle and writhe – only increasing the pleasure. After a few. Jimmy must have grown tired of listening to be complain. He was just sitting there quietly staring at his drink then he slowly started shaking his head and softly said, "those mother fuckers need to pay". That's how everything started. With my knowledge of the bank and all of its operations, we figured we could plan the perfect bank robbery, scare the hell out of everyone there and make off with a shit load of cash. As we were making our plans Jimmy had the thought that robbing them was not.