He put his hand over my mouth to help muffle my yelling as he tore through the last of my cherry. Then he pushed my knees up to my chest a...d starting thrusting his cock as hard as he could in and out of my twat. He was saying, "Oh, you're Daddy's little toy, you are such a hot little thing, your cunt is so fucking tight, I could fuck it forever". I was still in a bit of shock from the force of his cock, but when he told me to move my hips to help him pump, I. We now had an old fashioned clothes line that we could slip things back and forth with. I also bought a clothes pin canvas bag and secured it to the rope. I then went toy shopping. I bought Carol a two headed vibrator with a clit stimulator to boot. I put the dildo in the canvas bag and waited for Carol to get home. She left today's panties in my mailbox as usual then returned to her house. I waited as usual in my recliner for her nightly show to begin. Instead of just watching when she. She hops down from the countertop bar and paces the kitchen waiting for him to arrive. Should she or shouldn’t she…she continues to ask the question, stopping by the bar she looks at the cool whip tub and the banana. She smiles and laughs as the kitchen door opens. She jumps from nervousness and surprise and there before her stands Bill.Without a word she climbs up on the bar with nothing on but her necklace and a smile. Bill gazes at her, raking his eyes from the top of her head to the bottoms. Time stood still.The first thing I notice is my pecker trying to climb up the front side of my body. My ears curled downwards and I could feel the lawnmower ignition firing in the backside of my brain. Every time that Briggs & Stratton rolled over, I could feel the spark in my head. I was literally at one with the engine.It seems as though the fence charger and the piece of shit lawnmower were fighting over who would control my electrical impulses.Science says you cannot crap, pee, and vomit at.