Kerry is a senior in high school who recently turned eighteen years-old“Bridget, Bridget, Bridget, that’s all I ever hear about,” said Kerry in ...n exasperated voice. She spouted to her parents. Kerry stormed out in stomping her foot in frustration as she swiveled her foot so, her backside now facing her father. Paul noticed that Kerry’s green corduroy pants are way too tight to be acceptable in the bottom which showed her visible panty line as well as the shape of the bikini panties that fit. But that didn't displease him. There was something of his own kind in her which was taking its place. The hot, pink flesh between her legs in its flowing wetness was communicating through his tongue a wild stimulation which delighted him in his angry escape from Karen's hateful rope. He felt as if he were being bad, and the knowledge of that made him know a stronger ferocity, the axis of which was centered in his demanding loins... !Barbara had enchantedly fallen into a rhythmic tempo of. Jerry stood up on shaky legs and grasped both of my cum-covered tits, kneading greedily. I gasped when he started licking up his own cum but I moaned soon as he sucked my nips.“My turn, Jerry,” Henry said, his voice husky.“I’ll go to the bedroom,” Jerry said, pulling off of my tit. “You guys join me when you’re done here.”I expected Henry to do me from behind because of all the cum on my chest, but he pushed me onto my back on the floor. Before anything else was said, he pressed his cock deep. "FAILED? I'LL SHOW YOU WHO'S FAILED." He picked up the phone and dialled a number."This is Marcus Anthony, on my order close down the Electric grid." He said to the person who answered and then his face dropped " ... NO I DON'T WANT A PIZZA!" He said and slammed down the receiver."Oh dear, was it a wrong number?" I asked innocently, my voice being relayed by the Nemesis units in the room.Marcus still ignored what he considered to be images of me and looked around the room. "Just what the fuck.