" I'm a cracked nut now..." You know, I don't think I've ever heard it called that before." They kissed again, softer, gentler than there previous exe...tions, then began the slow, reluctant process of getting up. "Did Shawna say when she was going to come back and spoil our fun?" You know... you should lighten up on Shawna a little. She's not that selfish, or... malicious." I don't think she is... but there's a big streak of conceit in her that'd block a motorway. She's thoughtless, she's not. Overcoming my natural conditioning to stare ather well-endowed breasts I managed to keep my attention on her face.Deliberately keeping the conversation to be all about her I listenedattentively as she told me about herself. I found out that she was muchlike me. Same dreams, same ambitions. She wanted to be a famous moviestar in a day and age when old style movies simply weren't made anymore. I felt that with her looks and poise she was bound to besuccessful. If not in acting, then certainly as. Because you made her take them off in class, because you're a mean fucking jerk." She folded her arms crossly over her ample chest, her eyes narrowing at Mr. Hill. "Did you steal them from her then? Or did she just drop them on the floor, and you found them? How'd you do it?" Actually, that's not when Donna lost the headphones," Mr. Hill said. He tapped the pile of pornographic photos featuring Donna and Emily that lay on his desk. "This is when she lost them, while you two dirty little whores. HhhhhHHHHHH!" my scream must have echoed throughout the train. He withdrew & plunged in again."AAaaaaahh! Aaaaaaoowwww! Aaaaaahhh!" I was screaming continuously as he pounded my ass with his cock.He grabbed my hair & pulled my head back towards him. He kissed my cheek & growled "Aur chilla Rinku kuttiya! Jor se chilla!" (Scream more, you bitch! Scream louder!).He kept holding on to my hair as he butt fucked me."Kuttiya! Kya tight gand hai!" (Bitch! What a tight asshole you have), He screamed as.