“Do I not have your full and undivided attention?” she demanded and I watched her finger slip inside the trigger guard and her nails press deeper ...nto her thigh, denting her flesh.“Yes… yes, you do… my full attention” I answered promptly.“Well then?” she answered and her tongue appeared yet again; fully wetting her lips which then met and rolled back and forth over each other.I really didn’t recall what she had said but the way her eyes were focused on my crotch I figured she wanted no. " Maria chimed in, not wanting the girl to be overwhelmed, "Natasha's fat ass is a work of art. Feel free to enjoy it." But it will heal no matter what, so do what you want." Jane Foster chimed in, "Wreck it, make love to it, I don't care, just fuck that ass." Oh yeah, fuck it!" Darcy quickly agreed with her girlfriend before chanting, "Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it!"As the other women continued talking Wanda grabbed a firm hold of Natasha's hips and began slowly sliding her dildo deeper into her. While back in the locker room, she once again felt the eyes of the rest of her squad on her and she could hear the faint whispers. Now she knew something was wrong, picked up her bag and headed for the exit as fast as she could. Jessica never made it to the exit door. As she was running past the rows of lockers, James the quarterback seemed to come out of nowhere to grab her. She was hogtied, gagged, blindfolded, and thrown into the back of an old van to await her fate. She felt the van begin. I watch him sleep, and he is perfectly beautiful in the moon light. I notice the time; it’s late, close to 3:00 in the morning. I can’t help it, I need him. He is sleeping on his back, wearing nothing, as he always does. He looks so peaceful; it’s a shame I’m about to wake him, but I can’t deny this need. I let my hand slide down towards his cock, feeling it in my hand. I know how much power he holds when he is hard and fucking me. This makes the pain deep inside me hurt worse. I stroke him,.