"Fuck, you're so tight." He moaned. He grunted with each thrust into my soaking pussy and pulled my hair to make me scream louder while his other hand...mauled my breast. He told me how good my pussy felt and that I was his whore. He turned me over and pushed me to my knees, inserting his cock into my pussy doggy style. This is where he stuck his first finger into my tight ass. I moaned with pleasure and begged him to finger my ass while he fucked me. He obliged and began thrusting his finger. Still, some payment was due. Henry had been feeling the first twinges ofarthritis. No more; the damage to his joints, especially in his fingers wascompletely healed. The arthritis would come again, but at a far slowerrate. Henry would be able to play his beloved guitar for his family andfriends for many, many years to come.Payment made, Tracy turned Henry's body back in the direction she had come.He would the one to find the body of Davy Steiner, dead in his sleep beneathan oak tree.That. Why don't you have a little play with yourself?' This made my heart leap, and Claire couldn't help herself. Her hand moved down to her pussy and she moaned as one finger, then two, slipped inside her wetness. She closed her eyes as her fingers probed then made circular motions around her clit. Rick, still filming, had a huge erection. My mouth was dry, my heart was dangerously fast and my hard-on was like iron. Dave's face was just above Claire's. 'I bet you'd like something big and. . We had to start thinking about colleges, about our futures, about all these things kids don't care about. I was a year ahead of almost all of my friends and classes were hard, I didn't have anyone I could ask for help. Our parents didn't seem to realize how damaging all this pressure was, but they pushed us, and pushed us, and pushed us. Inevitably, somebody was going to snap."A few days into sophomore year, Michael was sent to the office. He was in Mr. Cavanaugh's English class and,.