. people who might not take a firm "No!" and an upheld hand as meaning 'stop'. You know what I mean?" Yes, Sam. I think I do. And I want you to know t...at I think it's a great idea. A woman needs to know how to defend herself. To stand on her own feet and not depend on a man to protect her. Especially one as little and as... pretty as you."Today seemed to be my day for compliments. First Steve and now Coach. I wasn't sure exactly how Coach had meant that comment, but I wasn't about to shrug it. All the while she planted kisses on her lips, face, and neck. I began kissing Ashley on the other side of her neck and she rubbed my hard cock through my pants. I slid one hand up Ashley's shirt from behind and unclasped her bra as I used the other hand to unbutton and unzip my trousers. Ashley didn't miss that subtle cue and slid her hand inside my boxers and began stroking my eager, throbbing cock. I looked at Emma and said, “This shirt has got to go.” Emma understood and grabbed one side of. It was fine with me, because my parents thought I would be there for the rest of the day. I could go home with Jackson now. After I told him, Jackson knew what I was getting at. He was happy about it too. When we got to his house I already knew his dad wouldn't be home, and his mom had ran off. It wasn't hard to figure out why he was so fucked up in the mind, but it was one of the things I loved about him. I went straight to his couch and turned on the TV for no reason, because as soon as he. He didn’t seem pleased to see that I was wearing a bra and produced a knife which he used to cut the straps and pull it off me.As the man behind continued to pin my arms back my large breasts were grabbed by the other man who squeezed and bit them and then said: “Get her down on the floor”By now I was terrified and I think it showed. Needless to say I had never had anything to do with black men and these two seemed in no mood to take “no” for an answer. I was yanked down onto the rug and my.