That’s amazing! Oh God just fuck me, Richie!”“What did you say, Linda?”Jesus! What had I said? Where had those words come from? Surely not fro... my mouth!“Just… Fuck... Me...!”But there they were again!Slap! Slap! Slap! SLAP!Richie’s thrusting grew faster and harder. I gripped the edge of the table tightly in my hands and waited for the onslaught. It wasn’t long in coming.SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!His youthful cock ploughed into me over and over again. The room filled with the crude, feral sounds. “Oh-ho!” Donna blurted. “I got six and a half!” “And the old record was--” his mother called out. “Six flat,” Connie replied. “Again, to fatty over there.” “OH WELL…WE HAVE A NEW RECORD HOLDER!” his mother announced in a loud voice as she slapped her pregnant friend on the back. “And now, per the rules, you may do whatever you want to make him hard. You make him hard, we all pay you $50 bucks and you never have to bring your own booze again.” “I don’t drink anyway…especially now,” Donna. In order to better share the texts, he had moved around to her side of the table and sat next to her, as they took turns looking up obscure facts of cybernetic lore and pointing them out. As they became more at ease with each other, their mutual passion for knowledge making it seem as if they had klnown each other for a long time, they drifted closer together at the table until, suddenly, with a bit of a start, he realised that her warm hip in its black leather had bumped against his."Ummm...". Slender was not the word Anna used most of the time. Elena was downright skinny. If she turned sideways you could hardly tell her from a boy. From the back you could see her narrow hips and almost flat rear. Sideways, it wasn’t much better. She probably wore a padded bra to achieve what little effect she did. There was something about her personality though. She could manipulate the males, females too. Just like all the other Jews, her mother had said more than once. However, Anna had always.