He presses a finger, two fingers inside of me and Ican’t help my pussy tightening on them, but they aredeliberately withdrawn, kept out, pulled ...ack, leavingme emptier than ever.I moan, something about “I want you inside me,” butprobably less sensible, as my brains have migrated to mycrotch; every nerve in my body is there, on fire, and hedoes it again, harder, pressing this time with the heelof his hand against my pubic bone and I buck, desperatenow.He is as hard as a rock, I. I slowly began to sit but I couldn’t seem to get it to go in. I repositioned myself and wrapped my tiny hand around the middle and tried to sit again. As the tip began to enter I felt a sharp stinging pain run through me, but I continued. He was so big and the pain so intense I hadn’t realized he had placed his hands on my hips and was helping to push me down. I sat there waiting for the pain to subside. After a few minutes I leaned forward and lifted my ass up slightly. His dick slid out a. " Vickie hurried, breathless from trying to talk and keep up with Fran's determined steps. "I told you because I thought you would get a kick out of it." Fran suddenly stopped and spun around. By the time Vickie arrested her momentum she was standing face-to-face and tit-to-tit with Fran staring into the eyes she had loved since she first saw Fran."Listen you fucking little tramp," Fran hissed at her best friend turned slave, trying to keep her voice low so the kids swarming around them heading. Their car was a big '70s sedan, and all three of us piled in the front with her in the middle. She told me they had planned to invite my friend when he was talking to her, but he'd wandered off before they could. As the guy started the car and backed out, she began rubbing my thigh. She was wearing a short dress, which had hiked up almost to her panties. As he pulled out onto the street, the guy gave me a wolfish grin and said, and I remember this exactly, "This is my old lady, and she loves to.