They were both smiling at her, and she ping-ponged her glance back and forth between them."Okay, what are you two smiling so goofily about?" Jill fina...ly asked, breaking the ice."Oh, nothing," Darren said, grinning at Gary."Yeah, is it so unusual for two guys to smile at a beautiful woman? I'm sure you get that all the time," added Gary.Jill gave him a wry smile. "Sure, whatever. What's with the camera?" Should we show her?" Darren asked, teasingly."Nah. She wouldn't want to see."Jill rolled. “It is fortunate, at any rate, that the owner of the property consented to allow our society free reign in our scholarly pursuit,” Ms. Wigglesworth added.“Yes”, Pudsdale replied, looking out the window, “I understand from our esteemed President, Mr. Jerkoff, that the property owners left the back gate open for us.Look, ”he suddenly cried out as the bus turned from the highway and juddered onto a muddy track, “there’s the gate now!”Their hearts beating excitedly, the birders piled from the bus. .. He spanked me hard across my clit and pussy while he rubbed his cock at my ass. He spanked me harder and I could feel that it was causing my clit to extend and my labia to swell from the abuse. He continued spanking me and then he made me cum, just spanking my soft shaved vulva.He let me recover my breath and then asked me if I wanted his hard dick in my asshole. Then I begged him crying and sobbing to put it deep inside my asshole.He invaded my back door with his cock and I felt him passing. ?You see, I don’t feel things the way most other people do. My emotions are characterized by a distinct lack of nuance. I feel things very little or very nearly completely. I can’t feel the difference between guilt and fear, annoyance and anger, love and lust. ?This makes me a colossal pervert. A colossal pervert and a domineering prick who’s learned to lie a little. Normal vanilla sex is a means to an end for me. It’s something I do, I’ve learned to enjoy even, in order to show a girl that I.