“You know I quit drinking years ago, why would you tease me like that?” I shouted. Sammy was squirming in my lap as I made loud sounding slaps on...her bare skin that did little real damage. I asked Ted for his pocket-knife knowing he never left home without it. I opened the knife and cut Sammy’s t-shirt from hem to collar exposing her tanned back. I then cut her bra in half. I slid the cold blade down her back and angled it so it slid under her shorts waistband. I tugged downward cutting down. Pl-plee-pleeaassseee..."Removing my finger, I place the helmet against your sacred opening. Pushing just enough for you to feel the pressure, but not enough to break through, I hold."You know what you need to do, my dear. So," I growl, "do it. Do it now!"You do. Quickly, your hips thrust to the rear as the head of my cock spears through your star, pushing further and further into you as you push back."Aahhh... " escapes your mouth as I slide in.Gripping your hips, I pull you back against me as. He couldn't bring himself to finish the sentiment, since he knew it was likely true. With the slowly dawning realization that he'd somehow survived, he tried to take stock of himself, before he attempted to check on anything, or anyone else.His lips were badly cracked, his eyes caked, his skin felt like it was covered in filthy slime, and again, the smell was almost overpowering. He figured if he'd been lying there for long that he'd probably become acclimated to the smell, so it must be even. Her bare arm touched my chest and I think I saw goosebumps form on her skin. I closed the door and turned. Waiting for a second as I saw her walk to the living room. Her long hair hiding her ass and only showing glimpses of it as it swayed from left to right and back again.When I reached the living room she stood in the center of it. She was looking at the floor and fumbling with her fingers.“Do you want something to drink?” I asked.She looked up at me and started to talk a couple of times as.