It was easy for her to keep doing that, rapidly andrhythmically, like an adult giving a 'horsey ride' to a child. Kenny'sgonads were being bounced on...mercilessly. It hurt so much. Just when hethought he might faint, she stopped and pulled his face against her bigbust. His features were pressed into her cleavage, which was half exposedby that thin undershirt. The intimate contact made his little penis throband stiffen in its confinement. She felt it against her thigh, let himhave a minute. I was getting sick every 5 minutes my bones hurt from the inside out I seriously felt like I was dieing and I was. The end of October rolled around. No Brad. November started I called him almost everyday. By the end of November my belly was Huge and the pain was terrible, having two babies in me at once ughh talk about pain. I eventually I took it that he wasn't coming back.. I spent, Christmas, and New Years alone. But on the First of January, He sent me a message. He told me he loved me. He. You feel the metal now, on your skin?’ ‘Oh, God, yes! Fuck, what are you doing?’ ‘Relax. The sharp edge is facing outwards. It’s the point that you need to be concerned with.’ ‘Relax? You have a major kitchen implement poised just above my jeans, and you want me to relax?’ ‘Just don’t move. I’m going to slide this knife down. I wouldn’t want you to get hurt.’ ‘No?’ ‘No.’ I could feel the tip of the knife slide down my skin, down past the waistband of my jeans, slowly slithering down between my. I took hold of my jeans, tore open both the belt and the button, and pushed them down.Jukka came down on his knees in front of me and started kissing my mons, but my hands pulled his head away faster than I could think. He looked up into my eyes. I shook my head and let out a laugh. “Sorry, I'm going crazy. No more foreplay, OK? Please just take me now.” Even to me my voice sounded abnormally quiet and muddy.Jukka got up and grabbed both of my hands to pull me against him. I felt his body.