'Make me.' He said. 'Go on, do me a favor and try to struggle sweetheart.' There was a teasing and bemused undertone in his voice. 'You're disgusti...g.' I said. 'I am?' He asked innocently. 'Here have a little more of this. You know what, the both of you can have a little more. He grabbed our panties and he placed my panties over Alina's face with the crotch in front of her nose and mouth and then he covered my face with Alina's panties. I could smell the musky scent of my girlfriends. I really like it, if that would be my destiny, I'm ready to embrace it!JakeI can't believe I'm really that desperate, but probably I am. I've justshouted to my girlfriend that I want her to ram her cock inside my pussy. Iguess that I was becoming very frustrated by her teasing, but I can't wait.I really want to be entered again. It may sound gay, it may sound weird,but now I can't think straight. The whole masturbation and the teasing hasmade me horny as hell. I'm so delighted when she actually. You remember Mr. Glass, don't you?" Standing tall and silent in the middle of the room is William Glass, the most self-contained human being I have ever known. At 6' 5" high he towers over my 5' 3" frame but seems no wider. He's a rod of steel, or a plate of glass like his name, but either way he is impervious to outside influence. "It's a pleasure to meet you again, Mr. Glass," I bubble, extending my hand. He does not take it. "Yes," he replies. Silence. I look to Mr. Craven. He shrugs his. If life is a game, it isn't any sport grown-ups play. It's likesome wild, unorganized children's game. Something kids play at recess,with no rules, no refs, and no clear winners or losers. It's something wedo to pass the time, while we wait for the bell to ring." Fine," said the woman. "So we're playing the ultimate game, and the onlyrule is the law of the jungle. I'm still the loser. Life is all 'befruitful and multiply.' Even if I don't get eaten alive by the lions andbull sharks out there,.