..” Harold says, uncertain.“Fuck indeed, Harold! 20 seconds!”Finally after a bit more deliberation, Harold stops behind the second woman, the fi... one, his middle sister Anne. He glances at the timer, counting down 10... 9 ... He pulls his underwear down and lines up his semi-hard dick with her slit. As he adjusts the angle for penetration, the cameras zoom in and the audience leans forward in anticipation.Half of the TV screens facing away from Harold change view to show the close-up of a young. She didn't want it stopped, if you ask me. I don't think anybody did. It was so neat to watch, so erotic, so vulgar. That horny mutt was fucking the shit out of her. She was crying and trying to crawl away, but he just hung on, humping her like mad until she stopped trying to get away and surrendered. We watched a dog rape a girl, and there wasn't a damned thing she could do to stop him, or get away from him once he became locked in her cunt." Oh, man, that's fantastic. I love it." The best. Those 20 minutes I spent without him felt like an hour and it was in this exact moment, as we collapsed on my sofa together kissing passionately just like we did on Tuesday, when I realised just how much I was falling for this boy. The longer we kissed, the more passionate it got. We could honestly do it all night long.. his lips were impossibly soft and I just couldnt get enough of them. Callums hands were now both on the back of my neck, grabbing at my hair as I propped myself on top of him,. Running our tongues along each others lips to wipe away a stray bit of butter. Then I changed the cd to Rod Stewart and danced a hula for Him to ‘Sometimes when we touch’. As the song ended. I stripped away what little clothing I was wearing and ‘poured’ him another margarita. I knelt in the sand with my thighs parted widely and ran his glass down over my skin whimpering softly as it pressed against my clit running the rim round in a circle. Arching my back gently, I picked up the pitcher and.