
Comment no.292 posted by Patrick: Uh, Ernie. Then he began to slide out and then back in †it still hurt but not so bad as before †maybe my hole was going numb †I don't know.
Comment no.293 posted by Mia: His teeth were on my bottom lip, my head angled down towards his, and I imagined the dark stain of the cherries making our lips and tongues red, red. At midmorning the food court was mostly deserted.
Comment no.294 posted by Zoe: He slowly slid in and out, building up a rhythm. I handed it to him, and told him to prepare me for himself.