” “I say it as it is. Anyway your cocks twitching, giving you away.” I stood looking at her, she hadn’t moved from the bed. “What about y...u, are you going to strip off?” She got off the bed and pulled her top off revealing her upper body, her tits were much bigger than I’d imagined, held up by a push-up bra of whispy lace. “Nice tits,” I said. “Thanks, I bet you want to fuck them.” “I do, now get them off.” I said, pointing to her Armani jeans. She undid them and slid them down her legs. Yenna placed her hands on Mira’s soft belly and gently prodded about.“First, why don’t you push very slowly. Not too hard. Just real slow.” Yenna cupped a hand a few inches beneath Mira’s soft blue hole. Mira made a small moan and gently squeezed her stomach. Warm liquid dripped from inside her body then a small, sticky stream of eggs, into Yenna’s hand. Yenna calmly gasped, admiring Mira’s fresh, warm eggs in her hand. Mira looked frightened to see it. Towards the end of my relationship with what would become the last woman I would ever have sex with,I wandered into a gay chat room.I started a conversation with another man who,like me was from New York.(I won't give his first name in this story,so let's just call him "D".) We actually chatted for hours that night in the chat room,and exchanged e-mail addresses.This became a regular pattern between us for a while,emails and meeting in the chat room.We finally exchanged photos,and agreed to. Without a pause, he headed our way and stopped beside her. He reached down and grabbed her left arm to pull her to a standing position. He was out of my reach, so I could not do anything short of shooting him. I was reluctant to do that, but I was close to it, anyway.The bully said, "Come on with me, whore. Let me show you what a real man can do to make your pussy sing with pleasure."Janet didn't say anything. Instead, she grabbed the empty beer bottle by its larger diameter and jammed the neck.