Maybe he spoke for 5 minutes, maybe for an hour. It didn’t matter. She crossed the room and stood over him. When she saw the plea in his beautiful e...es, she hissed again.“You sicken me!”This time J*Kohle did scream, and struck him hard. She hit him until she thought her hands would bleed. He sat quietly through it, head bowed, allowing her to spend her rage. She stopped finally, stepping back from the bed where he still sat naked under the scarlet-coloured comforter. Suddenly, her eyes focused. I never wore a helmet riding in the trailer park, only on the street. My Grandpa referred to riding without a helmet as ‘the dignity of risk’ and refused to wear one at all’ ‘We will wear our helmets regardless’ Jim said putting his arms around her waist ‘I suppose we should get another bike so we can ride together, what do you think of that idea?’ ‘I love the idea’ Kate said rubbing his bristly head and kissing his lips ‘I’ll be your biker bitch.’ ‘Biker bitch as opposed to my well dressed. ."...A knock at my door about an hour later woke me from my daydream for a second time that day, and as I answered it, in stepped Sophie, my workmate and the envy of everyone in our office, guy and girl alike. I stood there open mouthed as I looked her up and down, her long dark hair falling effortlessly down her chest, over the top of her little red dress that was barely keeping her perky little tits at bay. Her blue eyes looking up at me with link blazing away behind them, she brushed me. Then he made a fist and tried to withdraw it stretching Barbara’s gash wide, then he shoved it back in. As he noticed how much Barbara liked having her snatch fisted he began journeying deeper inside Barbara. He started feeling around inside her cunt touching her delicate cunt lining, probing at it, stretching it. He forced inwards until Barbara winced in pain, then he back off only to repeat his probing and the search within this slut’s cunt. Barbara was squirming on the back seat impaled by.