I must’ve looked like I was seriously constipated. I thought about putting the thing down my pants point first, but between stabbing myself in the g...t or taking the chance of piercing my dick all the way through and chance making it useless—I chose the gut. I think any man would make the same choice. I had the sense to wrap the stiletto in a towel. It made me look like I had a good bulge in my pants. Sure, I could’ve put it down my sock, but I didn’t own any. I barely had pants. Most of my. She moaned loudly, thrust her ass up toward his hand, and shoved the head of his cock into her throat. She began rapidly swallowing the cum he was feeding her. He pushed the finger at her ass in past her sphincter to the second knuckle. When Amy had finished swallowing all of Curt's cum, and he had pulled his finger from her ass, she sat up and smiled at him. “My God, I didn’t' know having my ass fingered could make me so excited. I've read about it on the internet, but never really. They'd come to thisplace every year, like clockwork, for the last twelve years, ever sincehis dad had bought the time share condo.Martin smiled faintly, remembering that at one time, he'd looked forwardto coming here. At one time, this place had been a lot of fun. However,that had been a long time ago. Now, it was boring, just like his familyand life."I wish we could do something different," Martin muttered."What?" his sister asked from beside him.Sarah was fourteen, and was spread out on. ....me too; I'm so close." Brian gasped.Brian leaned forward and let go of her garters and grabbed her hips.Michele bounced up and down on his lap plunging Brian's hard phallus inand out of her, her motion irregular and choppy as she got closer toorgasm. Brian clutched at her hips and thrust up against her, addinghis own movements to their sexual frenzy.Michele's breathing suddenly became laboured and she stopped rocking."Oh my god here I go!" Her fingers dug into Brian's shoulders. Brian.