I was an orphan, I didn’t have anyone to tell me that wasn’t what “a boyfriend” was, and by the time people did, he had me beaten down so far ...hat I wouldn’t listen until Troy did what I now understand was mind control to help me see it. There are various ways to go about it. Troy used a somewhat gentler one with me than he and Julie would later use on Chad. I never felt like anything was happening, just that everything Troy was saying was completely agreeable. While learning it myself, I asked. I loved listening to her screams of pleasure, it only made me work harder.“Oh FUCK! I’m going to cum!” she screamed. I went as fast as I could to get her to cum so I could taste that lovely juice. As I worked harder so did she losing control of her body she began humping my face sometimes crushing my nose but I didn’t care I was to lost in the sexual thrill of making her cum. Then her whole body went rigged as she let out one final cry. I was meet by a wave of her juice and I took it in my. Probably he felt the same way coz he pulled me tighter and started moving as I did. Rubbing my clit with his cock. The juices from my pussy were flowing over his cock making it slippery as well as easy to keep rubbing. He started increasing the pace and my moaning started reaching its peak. I could feel him getting harder and harder until he suddenly burst over my clit and pussy hole. His cum started flowing down my legs and I put a finger and took some and put it in my mouth. I asked him to go. " Take a girls place? What does..." and then it hit her. "Oh my God. You want me to — what do they call it? — pull a truck?" Pulling a train." Truck, train, whatever. No! Absolutely not! No way!" Come on Mrs. Collins, think about it. You still want to fuck even when we are done. You wear us out and you still want more. This would be your best chance to get all you want, to see how much you can handle. Four hours, eight till midnight and you get all the sex you cam handle and you get the tape..