We spend some time kissing and touching each other, before you push me back and hold me down. You can kiss me still, but you want to control what you ...o to me. You slip your hard cock inside me, making me gasp as you fill me up. I'm all wet and it slides in easily and completely. I wrap my legs round your waist and have my arms round your neck, whilst you begin to fuck me hard with some urgency, pushing me back against the bed. You look at me as you pound me, knowing how good it feels for both. “They’re my booty shorts,” Molly said, laughing again. “My whoopie cakes hang out the back of them and all the boys drool.”“I’m sure you’ve never had a problem getting the boys to drool, Miss Kelly,” Phil said.“Have I answered all your questions?” she wondered.“We haven’t even scratched the surface,” Phil answered with a chuckle. “I’m going to fix some lunch. We, uh, we skipped breakfast this morning.”“You’re telling me!” Molly snorted. “You forget that your bedroom is right beside where we. Harddick's cock. It wasn't going in completely because of her restraining panty, but it was still good.Cindy broke the kiss, threw back her head in a wild frenzy and kept moaning, "YES, YES YES... SIR, THIS IS WILD... YES SIR, FUCKME FUCKME FUCKME, FUCK HARDER, YES, HARDER AHH AHH AHH AHH AHH..."Mr. Harddick was also babbling and yelping, "Herg, herg, herg, herg..." Each herg accompanied each thrust of his massive cock inside the schoolgirl's cunt. He had never been that aroused before. Cindy. She explained that I had a nasty head wound just above the right eye and another in my thigh where the ball had gone all the way through the back of my leg. I held up my bound wrist, and she said that she thought it was broken but was not sure. It sure was an ugly color and hurt like sin, but I could wiggle my fingers.I thanked her for her care and her soup and went back to sleep. I now know the date, it was late October of 1776. Time meant almost nothing in those turbulent days.I awoke about.