.. yes, I do write the occassional story... for my own amusement, you understand." "What do you write about... when the mood takes you?" asked Corrin... still probing. The ululating shrill from the kettle interrupted their conversation and as she busied herself AnnaLee said, "General fiction... you know... romance. I write about people and their everyday lives and loves. What about you, Corrin, what do you do all day in that big house opposite, besides baking such delicious apple pies..." . You have less gut then Joan Holloway. You have less ambition then Joan Holloway. And worst of all, you don’t have a pussy, pussy boy.?I feel cock being inserted in my mouth and ass at the same time. I can do nothing but being fuck, I try to cry out but the cock prevents me to do so. I try to move away but being pushed by the cock and body on both sides. I feel my hips hitting the smooth table edge. I am crying in pain. I also cry because I make Princess Gurley mad long time ago. And I do not. Men. Ever!" Kristine pressed out through herteeth."What do you mean no more men? We had a deal!"Kristine shook her head. "Had. You bimbo of a ghost don't get it. Do you?This..." She dropped her pants to expose the tiny pecker between her legs." ... changes everything. No more men ever again. Zero. Nada. Zilch." Geez, you need to work on your negotiating skill Kristine. You ..." No! You need to listen up," Kristine interrupted Mabel. "Let me push somefacts into this little head full of air you. " Rob looked at her inquisitively, "What do u mean fear for me? And who is blackmailing you?" Chelsea decided to open up truthfully to Rob, he deserved that at least. She explained how the instant message had appeared after catching her giving a guy she knew a BJ, she bent the truth to some degree, she didn't want Rob to know she was sucking for a job. Next she explained how she was going to stand up to them but was then shown a video of Rob watching the video and masturbating to it. She half.