This was herbed, her childhood bed. Her collection of stuffed animals was crushed betweenher and the wall as she writhed against him, her hands pinned...beneath her. Itjust added to her excitement, as if they were forced to witness her ownhumiliation, the corruption of their childhood playmate.He groaned above her. "You sweet bitch! You're gonna make me come! I'mgonna come in you, baby. You want it? You want it? Tell me you want it, whore!Tell me!"She couldn?t control her excitement any more."Oh. The open spot did a decent job considering how nervous she must have been, but Emma was still not getting the curvaceous femininity she had been expecting. The girl was a B-cup at best. The bosom-shimmies and tassel-twirls which traditionally constituted the climax of the performers’ acts were measly affairs. No jiggle, no wobble, no entertainment value. Thetassels were shaking, but the boobs were not, as there was barely any boob there to begin with. Emma thought back to the shimmy she had. When he stopped, Susan tried to get away from Jake. All she did was pull Jake along on the slick hard floor. Oh, ho, ho! She sobbed in pain and terror. When she realized Jake was stuck in her ass. What if somebody sees me like this! Susan thought with horror. Ill never live it down, Unable to pull out Jake now stood ass to ass with her waiting for his knot to go down. Having fun? Jane asked leaning against the wall just inside the door. If youre wondering, you forgot to lock the door. She. Then the moment of truth happened. His hand slid between my legs. He was washing my pussy. For the first time in 18 years, he was touching my pussy. I should have stopped it, but I said nothing. I opened my legs wider. The bar of soap was making love to me; gliding along my cunt up the crack of my ass. As he pulled forward I could feel his finger touch my ass hole and then slide between the lips of my sex. This was wonderful.The soap was like a lover to me. Oh, I had no clue what I wanted to.