I sat down and drank my drink and we all talked a bit while we listened to music and he kept looking at her pussy through her jeans. So i looked at hi... and said "you want to see that pussy don't you?" and of course he said yes so i said "stand up baby and give us a show" So of course she didn't really protest and stood up in front of us and slowly peeled her pants down to the little useless g-string she was wearing that barely covered anything. Her big pussy lips spilled over the sides and you. I sat down at my desk, considering everything that had happened, and everything that I had done. Using Emily like that had awakened something within me. I had used her roughly, more callously than I had ever thought I could treat someone. But then again ... had I really? Under the influence of the Watch, with the power of being outside of time ... If I could have done all of what I had to Emily, with no actual harm done - was there really anything wrong with what I was doing? Not that I would. I winced in pain but that wasn’t stopping him. He pushed in the rest of his cock and I let out a pained grunt and wince and then a relived sigh as he pulled out. He pushed his cock all the way back in. This time it didn’t hurt as much. He repeated this move and it started to feel good. Kyle picked up a steady rhythm. He fucked me slowly, holding on to my hips, and I was moaning with every move he made. He started going faster, pushing into me with great thrusts and pulling out of me in a. She thought of yesterday, was she supposed to be the princess and he the knight? If so, that means he thinks she’s beautiful…or does he think her nose is read and her face splotchy? And if it is them, does he think she’s a crybaby? Or maybe it’s not even supposed to be them, and it’s just a story. Either way, it didn’t seem like something Chris Stanwick would write, she had always pictured him as some stupid jock, but maybe she had misjudged him. Bea smiled down at the page in her hands. She.