I felt my pussy aching little by little. We all sat around talking more and I told the guys about my life and how much I liked their music and so on. ...t must have been over an hour and then I suddenly heard JC speak out to the blonde assistant."Excuse me. Kristy? Can we be left alone with our number one fan please?"Kristy raised her eyebrows but did not protest. "Alright. I suppose that would be fine. I'll see you all in the morning. Remember don't party too hard. You all got to be in Los. I will help you.' A flood of unrecognized images entered my mind. It coalesced into a realization. Oh. My. God. Oh my God! How could this be? This was not possible! The orange words interrupted before I cried out the name that appeared in my mind.'Remember, this is our secret, just for us. Even Amy doesn't know. Tell no one. They mustn't know my name. Not until the time is right. I have hidden all these thoughts behind a wall in your mind. You can access them anytime you want.' I felt a shy. He doesn'tlike an empty sack, either. It's like I'm as smooth as can be. But let'slook at yours. C'mon, honey. Let's get you unhooked."I shook my head. "I can't. I'm superglued and locked."She laughed. "You're such a noodle head. Did Jake tell you the lubricantwas Super Glue?" She giggled and kissed me deep and hard.She reached between my legs and unhooked the tight little chain from bothrings. She pulled on my sack and I felt my balls drop down. I winced fromthe discomfort. "Oh, you poor baby.. He rubbed her clitoris, listening to the panicky gasps that rose from deep in her lungs. "Stan... not so hard... no, no, I've never done this... don't hurt me..." Jennifer found herself sliding down off the crowded couch onto the floor with her crazed motions, Stan beside her, never letting up with his hand. She writhed on the floor, nearly as abandoned as the others, and her nerves were shredded under his obscene torture of her young female genitals.Enjoying himself, Stan crouched down and.