We know there's at least two girls. Doesn't look like much of a riot.How about this: "If you don't straighten up and fly right I'm gonna rip your arm ...ff and beat you to death with it!"So ... the second night John spent in the house was too fucking quiet. Nobody disturbed him at all. No nurses coming in at 2 am to stick a used anal thermometer in his mouth ... no doctor who just happened to be on duty decided to give a look-see and woke him up at 3:15 ... no physical therapist who was going on. We walked through the buildings apartments until we get to the one his friends lives, we were going to use that apartment that his gay friend borrowed, we walked in, it was a small department little messy to me but was fine I was there to have fun, not to judge anybody. So he saw me a little nervous I guess because he offered me a glass of water, I was not nervous just that I’m a little shy at the beginning but once I feel comfortable I get crazy mmmmmm. He tried to be nice and asked me: . If Lilian were another girl she would realise that standing where she was gave nearly all the houses on her street a perfect view of her supple teenage body. That as she stretched her slender arms behind her back, she was presenting her perky D cup breasts to the world. Or that to bending down to touch her toes was exposing her unshaven virgin pussy to any passer-by that glanced up at her room.Lilian was not like other girls and the thought that men would want to stare at her firm naked body. And now she could feel those private places throbbing and tingling with a life of their own. She gritted her teeth as she felt a tell tale wetness beginning to seep from her girlish slit. "P...P...P...P..Please stop," she whimpered but he didn't. Instead he leant heavily against her and she gasped as the creeping fingers slid easily between her slippery folds. In the hot moistness beneath her dress two of them pushed forcefully into her tight hole. Her hands gripped the seat back like.