He clamped down on her with his legs as she struggledto get away. "Twenty-five." Perhaps it's thirty because she had beenparticularly bad to him recen...ly. But he contined past thirty. She began to beg andsquirm violently, but he held her fast and continued. "Thirty-nine,forty." Then he stopped. It was over. He gotup; she remained there, moaning and rocking back and forth. "That was round one. There will betwo more just like it. DON'T TALK." She hadbegun to speak, in shock over this. He'll be hard, but fucking him won't be."She closed her eyes and ground her hips against mine, making quiet noises of satisfaction. Mom hadn't let me fuck her all summer, deciding shortly after we brought Ms. Hernandes to let Uncle Gary have that honour. I wanted to, though. Wanted so much to just split her bare little cunt with my cock, to pound her pussy 'til she screamed.I licked my lips. Cathy was chewing one of hers, bubblegum pink and plump as she ground herself against the massive pole. His living room transforms into a stage and Raven is surrounded by a multitude of young vibrant women in evening wear. His printer ink ribbon extends into a sash around his chest proclaiming him to the world as Miss Teen Florida.Sadly, while quite feminine with long hair and a firm if small bosom, the newly remodeled Raven still looks much like his male self and looses the beauty portion of the contest. As to the talent portion, well, lawyering and storytelling may be important talents but. When he was finished and the girls were standing in front of him, he noticed that they still looked relatively unshaken.“Hmm, I can see that spanking you no longer works. I guess I’ll have to make more of an impression. Take a chair, take off your clothes, spread your legs around the sides of the chair and put your hands behind the chair.”The girls took their slightly uncomfortable, but incredibly revealing position. The position forced them to obscenely thrust their tits and pussies in the.