Suddenly you stand, pulling your cock from my mouth, you pull me up on the bed. “This is to easy.†You say, smiling at me as you position...me. My ass in the air, You spread my legs wide and bring in a fucking machine. It’s got a bunny and a wand on it. Made from what looks like a sewing machine. Placing them behind me you lube my pussy up till I’m so wet I’m dripping on the bed and slide the dildo in me and turn on the wand. The dildo starts to move slowly at first but gradually. I rubbed it up and down my slit trying to work it deeper I started to feel some pressure and pain so I stopped and said I couldn’t do it. My friend said she would help and I would like it really. Your lying it will hurt I know it. You’re such a baby you know you want to do it I will help that way you will get it done. We put more lube on it and she wanted a wash cloth, she said jut to wipe some of the lube from her hands. Sally had me slide to the edge of the bed with my legs spread up next to. Deep furrows chiseled into her forehead. She got up out of her chair, leaned over the table toward me and screamed, ‘You thought knowing the details would be pointless and hurtful?’ ‘I don’t know what to say right now,’ I said. ‘Obviously, you have a whole lot more to say than we need to get back to that place to before you kissed me for the first time,’ she screamed ‘Look, we both know me saying ‘I’m sorry’ doesn’t even begin to cut it …’ I started to say. ‘You’re sorry you got caught, and I. Every dirt-poor farmer had dreams of one day owning their own mansion and being able to light a cigar with real money because they were so rich money was no longer a concern.Despite that lack of depth of character, I have to admit I admired and liked most of that crowd because they reminded me of home and my days on Wall Street when I labored in my windowless basement to make money for the “big boys” on the inside. Even the so-called “good” women from good families didn’t hesitate to bounce on.