She didn’t seem to care, or notice.Then it started to get really weird. First was the death of her sometime lover, the skinny blonde chick down the ...treet. Linda said she “fell down the stairs and broke her neck” but I knew she had been raped, strangled and her place robbed. One day Linda began making crazy demands of me. Asking me to drop off packages, or make pick ups at the Greyhound station for her.One night she texted my burner phone with a blackmail threat. When I laughed that off she. " I acted as if I hadn't heard a word she had said and continued to press and push till finally she could feel something give and the head of my cock was inside her, stretching her out and opening her up . That was the first time she screamed. " OMG! STOP.. PULL IT OUT..PLEASE NO MORE..STOP!"She was humiliated, as my cock slowly, painfully continued to push deeper and deeper into her ass as she begged me to stop and begins to whimper. " oh please no more. I was embarrassed that my much-anticipated presence on the scene hadn't turned out to be the difference-maker. Selfishly, I found myself imagining, and regretting, that I would likely not be invited to participate, however passively, in any future Ettinger Orgies.Laura was cheerful and energetic after her lengthy and strenuous manhandling, and she renewed her earlier offer for me to stay the night with them and to join them in critiquing their latest cinematic effort, come Sunday morning.I had. I slid my fingers between my legs, hoping he would get the hint. “You want me to lick you?” He whispered in my ear. “Yes, please,” I begged. He held my breasts in his hands as he knelt down before me. I opened my legs as I felt his fingers gently part my pussy lips. I felt his hot breath on my clit as he slowly blew on it. He rubbed it a few times before licking it quickly. I looked down to see his face buried in my pussy. I let out a loud moan as I pressed my breasts together. I heard the.