He was conscious that only he was getting the most pleasure. The hand started to rub harder and faster on the clit to ensure that Kimmie too would get...maximum pleasure. "Yes, rub me, rub me, fuck me, fuck me" Kimmie began to say over and over again, getting louder and louder. Kimmie was moving her hips to match the thrusting of the cock and the rubbing of the hand. "Come on , come on, fuck me baby, fuck me Martin. Let's cum" Kimmie began to shout. "Wouldn't it be nice" chimed the radio alarm. But when? And what if her parents were home? She couldn't very well fake being sick every Sunday morning."Oh, Mike!" she whispered. "Fuck me!"She lay back with her legs spread, her right hand jerking between her thighs, two stiff fingers plunging in and out of her wide-open pussy.Her fingers had never felt so small and inadequate. She needed something big and hard and hot to satisfy her now. She needed a big slab of man-cock to fill her, to slam in and out of her until her toes curled and her. "That sounds wonderful!"Again, I felt another pang for my masculine side. My engagement withLisa had endured several postponements, mostly due to scheduleconflicts--since we now worked together, it had been difficult to figureout a way to take time off together without leaving the hostess staffshort two girls. There was also the fact that I planned to get marriedin male mode, and would use my vacation time to temporarily remove mynails and forgo shaving."And," Carrie said, "I wanted to ask. "RED," I gasped out, my heart pounding in my chest, my ears filled with the sound of my own fear, and I felt the pressure of him lift from my body even as he still maintained his position over me, the feel of the knife lifting from my neck until it was in front of my eyes.Blade side up, I realized as my pulse and my breathing slowed, my eyes focusing beyond the fight or flight response he had created. Blade side up, dull side against my throat. Safe. No threat. No death. Just fear and.
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