His hands flew back and grasped at my hips. “Wait wait! Ow! Just…ngh! Hold on!” I couldn’t wait for him to get used to every inch at a time, ...o I kept pushing, and he grunted. His legs shook and his nails clawed at my thighs, but I kept pushing. The twink buried his head in my sheets as he screamed. “Fuck yes!” I proclaimed, finally balls deep in this cute boy. Now I would let him adjust. I ran my hands reassuringly up and down his back, admiring what must’ve been the most beautiful thing I. They had done a massive re-modelling job on the house, and although I hadn’t seen inside, I’d heard from my parents that it was a pretty impressive project. My main memory of her was looking out of my bedroom window one evening and seeing her being escorted to the car by James, (who was in a 70’s disco suit), dressed as a Playboy bunny – heels, fishnets, basque, bunny ears. The full deal. Definitely one for the wank-bank. In the end, she made the decision for me. There was a massive roll of. “Your breasts are gorgeous,” she said. “I haven’t been able to keep my eyes off them all night.” “Or your hands,” I joked as I reached behind myself to undo my bra. She pulled my bra off my shoulders, and threw it on the bed behind me. “Well, now they’re mine. All mine.” She took one of them in her mouth and suckled my nipple. It was a feeling I had experienced before. The five or six men I’ve slept with all loved my breasts. They are big and round and firm, and apparently hard to ignore. But. "Please make me cummmmm," she hissed.I rested on knees. Suddenly, a hand went over my mouth and pulled me backwards. I was very frightened for a moment, until I looked up and saw Bill and Mark standing there in their uniforms with big smiles on their faces. Bill whispered in my ear, "That is a pretty sight. I think we will help Laura out of her predicament." I started to struggle. The big rangers overpowered me. They quickly cuffed my hands behind my back to the picnic table and gagged me. I.