When they heard the footsteps on the stairs, the lights in the living room, if on, would be turned off, and they would go to the window. Sometimes we ...ould see their faces, and sometimes not. Wendy just didn't like any part of it. As it turned out, what she didn't like was the lack of control over the whole situation, and the fact that she felt as if she were an a****l in a zoo. I was in the process of moving out of my apartment. On the last night Wendy would be there, we went out to get. Jenny walked along the hard sand near the waterline a little unsteady what with all the wine and the sudden effect of the cold night air on her small frame. She’d gone nearly to the far end of the beach when she stepped on a sharp shell and cried out with the pain. She sat down on the wet sand and tried to see how bad the cut was.Suddenly there was a voice beside her. “Are you alright? I heard you cry out.” A young man knelt beside her and lifted her foot up to his face and peered at it. “I. I was shocked; I started to scream bloody murder. I was in severe pain but still his penis stayed buried deep inside, still it twitched and flicked wildly. No way was he about to remove it from me now. It hurt and burned with that sensation for what seemed like forever. My extremely tight vagina was now stretched to and beyond all limits of human endurance.It continued to hurt and burn for some time, but still he did not remove it or pull it out!My head flung backwards from the shock and. ”“Do you feel my cock slipping deeper inside your pussy, Akari?”“YES, and I love it too. I will be so happy to have all of you inside me, then I want you to come in my pussy.”“Ride my legs back and forth really slow as you allow my cock to ease deeper inside your pussy. I love your pussy, Akari.”“Will you put your name on my pussy like Lynn and Capri?”“They showed you their pussies?”“Yes, and they showed Momma, too. She and I wanted to kiss their pussies but we didn’t.”“Why didn’t you?”“We.