He removed his fingers again, and right away, I felt the large head of his cock rubbing up and down my juicy ass crack. “No,” I whispered weakly.... He slapped my ass cheeks twice, and they stung like hell. “I told you to shut the fuck up”, he shot back angrily.I guess I pissed him off, because from then on, it was no more Mr. Nice Guy. He spread my cheeks so wide, I thought he might rip them right off. With one thrust, he got his cockhead past my sphincter muscle, and he was on his way. I. They were passing right by the little clump of bushes. And then the others heard them too, and within moments they had moved into the brush to investigate the strange sounds.Alice opened her eyes wide as she heard the noises. She hoped it was only her imagination, for the obscenely inserted tennis racket handle was twisting and turning within the heated confines of her fully presented pussy, bringing her to the wild climax that she needed in order to survive at all!"Christ, will you get a load. Even when her body hardened to rock, she still bore hope within the other woman’s stipulation. After all, the truly innocent were abound in the young and naive.Wrong. As a statue and empath, she realized over time how rare it was. Humans were just too complicated to be truly innocent. Three hundred years.She felt the familiar aura across the park. Alyssa. Happiness seemed to vibrate Celeste’s cursed shell. Of all the women and all the men, in all this time… This one was truly innocent. . Almost 3 months later 2 gardeners that my partner had hired were working outside cleaning up the mess from a wild storm that had recently passed through the area. They were friends of my partner and had commented many times that if they ever got the opportunity to fuck me they would jump at it. Neither of them were my type so whenever they were in the garden l was always wary and made myself scarce. I heard about some of the happenings at their private parties and didn’t intend to become one.