Please... my God! No more... no more... I can't..." Susan begged. Then, she felt him raise his heavy weight off her, his hands pressing her shoulders ...ightly to the davenport-cushion, his widespread knees forcing her thighs wider apart, until the blood-engorged head slipped further into her was pressing hard against her cervix... and then, slowly, he began to rub in and out of her, picking up speed as he worked, at last buffeting her whole body back and forth like a rag doll beneath him while. All I could hear was 'click, 'click' click' 'click' suddenly I felt this hand on my back and breath on the back of my ear. She whispered suductivly into my ear "see you at work darling" I turned and grabbed her hand "you know I don't know how to refer to you at work" she smiled "oh hun call me Cathy that is what most people know me as" I looked at her eyes and smile "of course Cathy" realising her hand I finished getting ready. "Son we are leaving" dad shouted up the stairs, "just coming" I. He shared some of his deepest, darkest thoughts over the computer with his friends there. He even had shared his feelings, the hatred towards his parents unwillingness to be compassionate towards him and his problems. He had felt this whole time that everyone in his family was against him. To Jason, every day was like a war. A continual battle between the person he was inside, and the shell he had to pretend to be in order to keep up appearances. How could he have been so wrong? Or had he been?. Thank you,” Krista sighed. “Did you hear that, Tina?” One guy said. “She’s so polite. Why can’t you be more like that?” “I’m not a prissy little slut, that’s why.” “Hey! I’m nobody’s slut!” Krista said feeling quite annoyed. “Hey Jake,” Tina yelled. “You always wanted a white slut to suck your dick. Why don’t you show it to her? What do you think Steve?” Steve nodded in agreement. “That sounds good to me. She probably just finished giving someone head anyway.”Krista face began to seethe with.