That didn't stop me from eyeing her though. I loved to look at her sexy body. She saw me looking at her too. She didn't mind though, she tease me by b...nding over pretending to pick up something. Her loose shirts and tight blue jeans showed her big bust and round ass. She looked at me when she did it. I always acted like I wasn't peeking, but her and I both knew I was. Zach finally left for college and I had left my cell phone charger at his house. Since I was only 16 I was still stick in high. .it was marvelous....that went on for a few years, alternating in secret and hiding between the dong and shovel handle...until I started reading about fisting in those stories. It was described at a very realistic and extreme level, and the accompanying pics to the stories of tied up slaves receiving fists stuffed wrist deep into their cunts with the looks of pain on the receivers faces really got it going for me. Ever since I'd been wishing and dreaming, in secret, to have a brute manhandle my. Maybe it's because you cast the spell, and I was here in the room?" Peter suggested. "Or I could be totally wrong. After all, this is just an idea that popped into my head."Glancing at his watch, Peter said, "Uh-oh, it's getting late. I should probably head back or my Mum will kill me."Jennifer looked frightened and grabbed on to Peter's hands. "Please don't leave, Pete. I'm scared."Peter leaned closer and kissed Jennifer on the forehead. "I'd love to stay, but I don't think my parents would. I'm going to do something wild."She did as she was told and Michael quickly buried his monster to the hilt."Deep breath," said Thomas before quickly plunging his knob end back into my belly.What the fuck! Oh shit! He was pissing! Straight into my belly! I could feel the hot liquid filling me up! The dirty Bastard! I couldn't stop him. All I could do was kneel there and let his hot piss gush directly into my belly. I took ages for him to finish. I heard Amy gulp air as Michael finished and his.