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Subject: {ASSM} (REV) "Island Paradise"  Part 29 of 30  M/F, F/F
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Story Name / Genre: "Island Paradise" (Part 29 of 30) -
                      M/F, F/F & just about everything else
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   In the wee hours of the morning, not long before sunrise,
I found myself slowly drifting out of a very relaxing and
peaceful sleep.  Once becoming somewhat aware and alert of
my immediate surruondings, I could not help but to smile.
   Tucked away all nice and snug in my arms, Amy slept
quietly as the two of us lay together upon the wide bed in
my personal suite.  I luxuriated in the warm feel of her
wondrous, naked body, letting it comfort and soothe both
my skin and my senses.  I then brought a hand to Amy's head,
and gently ran my fingers through her long, silky red hair.
Just having Amy so close to me was something very special.

                           * * *

   Next, however, a frown came to my face.  I was well aware
of the fact that I had a little more than 24 hours before
the group of Lisa, Torrie, Christina and even Amy would all
be leaving the island.  This was going to be their last full
day here before returning home - and it obviously made me
feel bad inside.  I would miss all of them so very much.
   Early tomorrow morning, I would escort the ladies to the
mainland via the big boat which I originally brought them
here in.  Then, I would see to it that all four of the girls
who were leaving boarded their flight back to America.
   It had been an interesting summer to say the least.  With
the early departures of Gianna and Trish, to the friendship
and camaraderie among all of the girls and the (hopefully)
long-lasting relationship I would have with both Lindsay and
Pamela... indeed, this summer had been very interesting.
   Of course, one could not forget about the mind-blowing
and seemingly non-stop sex which had taken place on the
island over the past ten weeks.  I had both witnessed and
participated in many sexual encounters this summer, but my
most memorable was undoubtedly the first time the ladies
saw fit to gang-bang me.

   It was after Gianna had left the island, but before Lisa
(her replacement) arrived.  Nevertheless, having to satisfy
six women all at the same time proved too heavy of an
undertaking for me to handle.
   Still, however, this gang-bang was my favorite happening
of the entire summer.  In addition, it was not only the
first time I got to have sex with the tender and sweet
Lindsay, but I also got to loot and pillar her ass, too.
   I will NEVER forget what a wonderfully intense feeling it
was when I first inserted my cock into that little, precious
ass of Lindsay's.  Eventually, I simply passed out from it.

   For those who like to re-live history - as I do - that
encounter was detailed in chapter nine of this story.

   I look back and smile at the way the relationship between
Lindsay and Trish took off, then absolutely flourished.  And
at the same time, I frown at the shocking way it ended.
   I smile at the realization that I had helped bring two
people - Lisa and Christina - together.  They were very much
in love, and planned to build their lives around each other
upon returning home.  I can frown too, because it meant that
I would likely never see either of them again.
   I smile, knowing I had possibly created two monsters in
Amy and Torrie.  Both ladies had lofty aspirations of making
a name for themselves in the porn industry.  If they become
big-time stars, I can take some of the credit for helping to
broaden their horizons.  Without my island, of course, I do
not believe either lady would even be thinking of porn now.

   To all of Amy and Torrie's future fans : YOU'RE WELCOME!

   I also frown when thinking of the two sluts.  Not only
because they too, were leaving, but also because of the
heated friction which existed between Amy and Trish when
they had their dual spat over Lindsay a few weeks ago.
   It was rather unfortunate, to say the least, and caused
both Amy and Trish to ultimately distance themselves from
each other.  Although things were quickly settled between
them, Amy and Trish did nothing together from that point on.
There had been a genuine dislike between each of them.
   I - like many of the other ladies - was still heartbroken
over Trish's decision to suddenly leave.  It had been a very
tough and arduous final week on the island for most everyone
here, but we made a joint commitment to one another to have
the most fun possible.  Considering the circumstances, I
think the ladies and I had been greatly successful.
   One person I found nothing to frown about was none other
than Pamela.  She was the woman I had been searching for my
entire life.  I was positively sure of that.  Pamela was
everything I had ever wanted in a woman - and more.
   Not only was she beautiful, but Pamela was also very nice
and friendly.  She was outgoing and personable, and had a
heart of pure gold.  Even better, Pamela also had a very
naughty and adventurous side of herself - but unlike Amy and
Torrie - was able to control and harness it.
   Thus, despite some of her wild shenanigans - including
the fact that she had been employed as an exotic dancer - I
didn't look at Pamela in the same light I did Amy and Torrie.
Those two hellcats were out-and-out sluts, while Pamela
straddled the delicate line of crossing over to become one.
   That was the type of woman I wanted in my life.  Someone
who was adventurous and wild when it came to sex, but also
self-guarded and always in control of herself.

                           * * *

   My inner thoughts about the island and everything which
had transpired during the summer were interrupted when Amy,
still sleeping away in my arms, rustled around upon the bed.
I held her close to me and kissed the crown of her head as
she soon settled down and fell back into a relaxing sleep.
   "You're a slut, Amy," I whispered outloud, wanting to
speak but not wanting to wake her up.  "But I also know
beneath that, you're a good person.  Others here on the
island may not have seen that about you this summer."
   I paused and added, "It's because of the things you have
done this summer.  Everyone here knows you're a slut.  Look
at what you did to Lindsay - that sweet, little girl."  I
kissed her head once again and concluded, "I hope whatever
it is you are looking for in life, Amy, you find.  I do."

   If I needed a reminder of Amy's insatiable hunger when it
came to sex, all I had to do was remember last evening.

   Since it was her turn in the "rotation" to spend the
night with me, Amy came to my personal suite with one thing
on her mind.  Normally, I sit and talk with the girls before
we venture into the pleasure side of our evening.  But last
night with Amy, she was on her knees sucking my cock no more
than five seconds after entering the suite.
   Things between us escalated from there, of course.  Once
I filled her mouth with my sperm, I returned the oral favor
and made Amy scream with my tongue.  It wasn't much later
when Amy and I were locked in the missionary position,
pounding and hammering each other into sexual oblivion.  I
flipped her over, and sealed the deal by unloading a fresh
batch of sperm fast and deep into her incredibly tight ass.

   And that was just the beginning of our encounter.

   I smiled to myself while imagining what type of roles Amy
would play in her career as a X-rated actress.  The first
which came to mind was the image of Amy walking the streets
at night, portraying a billion-dollar whore.  Perhaps a
married couple could acquire her services for the evening...
or maybe a big group of guys?  I could picture that easily.
   I could also imagine Amy playing the role of a devoted
submissive in her upcoming movies.  All gagged and tied up,
Amy would whimper and cry under the lashful whip of her
Master or Mistress (or both).  Indeed, that would be an
adult film which I would do anything to get my hands on.
   Turning the tables, I could also envision Amy playing the
role of a bitchy lesbian boss in an adult movie.  Perhaps
she could "persuade" her female employees into providing
favors for not only her, but some beautiful clients as well.
   In a surreal idea, Amy playing the role of a cheerleader
coach - with a group of fresh-faced college girls at her
disposal - suddenly crossed my mind.  The rumor among the
girls could be if they want to make the squad, they have to
do sexual favors for their nasty coach, Amy.
   The reason it was a surreal thought was because I could
also imagine Lindsay as being one of those cheerleaders.
Amy, of course, had totally corrupted the once-pure-as-the-
driven-snow Lindsay during the first week on the island.  In
the film, she would be corrupting those sweet cheerleaders...

   My thoughts were interrupted once more as Amy rustled
about upon the bed again.  Still holding her tenderly, I
smiled and gently kissed her forehead.
   "What time is it?" came a weak, tired voice.
   I frowned for an instant, because I did not want to wake
Amy up.  I wanted her to get some rest after what both of us
went through last evening.  "Five o'clock in the morning," I
told her, looking at the digitized alarm clock beside us.
"Go back to sleep, Amy.  It's too early."
   I felt some shuffling beneath the thin bed sheet, before
one of Amy's hands gripped the growing lump between my legs.
"You have a hard-on," she told me, still groggy and tired.

   Leave it to none other than Amy to immediately notice
an erection - even when she was half-asleep.

   "You haven't been whacking off again... have you?" she
said, letting out both a tired sigh and a lustful giggle.
   "No, not really," I told her.  "I've just been awake for
a couple of minutes.  I've been thinking about all of the
wonderful things which have happened this summer."  Amy
began to stroke my erection as I moaned, before adding, "I
was also thinking about what a slut you are."
   Amy giggled at my words as she also became more alert and
awake with each passing second.  "Oh!  That's why you have a
big hard-on.  Did you have any nasty thoughts about me?"
   "Of course I did," was my chuckle of a reply.
   Amy let out another moan as she continued frigging my
erection.  "What can I say, Jeremy?  I simply can't resist a
nice, hard cock.  Whenever I feel one," she said, squeezing
my shaft harder than before, "I just can't control myself."
The slut moaned once more before saying, "Take me, Jeremy."

   I growled outloud as Amy did not even wait for me to
respond to her demand.  She simply rolled on top of me, her
hands going crazy upon both my chest and shoulders.  An
instant later, she attached her juicy lips to mine, and
immediately began to ravage my mouth with her hot tongue.
   As I encircled her voluptuous body and held her tight
against me, Amy re-gripped my erection with her hand and
started stroking again.  At the same time, the nymphomaniac
tilted and rotated her head about as her tongue lashed and
explored every conceivable nook and cranny within my mouth.
My world was already spinning...
   Our breathing had quickly become fast-paced and quite
labored, but that did not stop Amy from continuing her
assault of a kiss upon me.  She was much too consumed in
the heat of the moment to be worrying about anything else.
   Using my strength, I surprised Amy by suddenly rolling on
top of her, and pinning her to the bed beneath me.  I broke
the kiss for a moment to catch my breath, then became the
aggressor as I jammed my tongue hard and deep into her sweet
mouth.  All the while, Amy continued pumping my cock.

   It may have been 5:00am in the morning - and despite the
fact that neither of us were fully awake - Amy and I wasted
no time as we heated each other up rather quickly.

   I felt a certain, indescribable rush within myself while
I continued to pin the naughty slut to the bed beneath me as
our shared kiss only intensified.  With my strength, I could
keep Amy pinned beneath me upon this bed from now until the
end of eternity.  Even if she wanted to break free, the only
way Amy could do so was if I were to let her.
   It was a side of me which I had corralled and mostly kept
concealed during the entire summer.  But if there was ever a
woman who I knew would be comfortable in a submissive role,
it was Amy.  She was a SLUT!  I felt like being in control.

   I wanted to dominate Amy.

   This was also a side of me which I had yet to seriously
explore with anyone.  I would not be harsh or cruel; that
was not my style - or my intent.  I simply wanted control.
   I broke the kiss off, but continued holding Amy upon the
mattress beneath me.  She looked up at me with a somewhat
curious expression, then realized what was on my mind as I
increased the pressure upon her shoulders.  I could tell
that this tiny bit of roughness had turned her on.
   "You like that, Amy?" I asked in a taunting voice.
   The vixen took in a deep breath before she nodded her
head at me, her eyes wide with lust.  "What are you doing,
Jeremy?  I haven't seen you act this way all summer..."
   "When was the last time you were tied up?" I said, my
voice calm and collected.  "I know you have a submissive
side, Amy.  Tell me."
   The 27-year-old's eyes flashed with hot desire as she
stared up at me before replying, "Before I came here to the
island... the day before, in fact."
   "Tell me what happened," I demanded of her.
   "My group of boyfriends," she replied, a mix of emotions
running across her face.  "All five of them...  Each time I
was gang-banged by them, they would always tie me up
beforehand."  She paused and added, "They treated me rough.
Real rough, and harsh.  I always felt it for awhile."
   "You liked it... didn't you, Amy?" I said, pinning her
shoulders to the mattress a bit harder.  A new side of me
was definitely coming out.  "You liked it?  DIDN'T YOU?
Tell me you liked it, Amy.  TELL ME!"

   Talk about getting caught up in the heat of the moment...

   "I loved it," she replied in a hushed tone.  "Oh God...
those guys could make me cum so hard.  They would tie me up,
and do so many nasty things to my body..."
   I nodded my head at her and said in a calm tone, "Do you
know why you loved it?"  She shook her head, so I replied,
"Because you're a SLUT!  That's why you loved it."  She
nodded at me as I continued, "I know something else too,
Amy.  You know what that is?  I know you want me to tie you
up right now.  You want me to make you into MY slut."
   "Oh God, Jeremy..." Amy moaned, suddenly short of breath.
"Please... please tie me up.  I... I'd love that so much."

   I originally planned for this exact moment to happen last
evening, but when Amy came to my suite and sexually attacked
me, all of my prior ideas went out the window.  But with the
domination, so to speak, of Amy already planned, I had a
pair of silk scarves hidden away underneath the bed.
   After retrieving them, Amy's eyes again flashed with hot
desire as I grabbed ahold of her left wrist and placed it
upon the headboard of the bed.  Holding it there with one
hand, I used the other to securely wrap the long scarf
around her wrist and palm.  Then, I triple-knotted it.
   Laying flat upon her back, Amy tilted her head and looked
up at her left wrist.  She tried to move it, but found there
was absolutely no give in my handiwork.  It was secure.
   I offered her a wicked smile before doing the exact same
thing to her right wrist.  A moment later, it was secure too.

   Now with both wrists tied to the headboard above her, Amy
was powerless.  The way she squirmed about in the bonds -
her arms flailing but her wrists staying motionless - told
me so.  The mere sight, along with Amy's excited expression,
gave me a feeling of power which I had never felt before.
   I did not need to verbally confirm that the red-head was
comfortable in experimenting like this with me, because her
face told me all I needed to know.  Amy may have been more
excited than even I was.  It was entirely possible.
   I offered Amy a hot, tongue-filled kiss before venturing
south, trailing my lips down her chin and neck, her slender
shoulders... and stopping at her breasts.  I gently kissed
and licked each nipple, before sliding my tongue into the
deepened valley of her cleavage.  As I did so, Amy's whole
body tensed and flinched with obvious arousal.
   "Tell me what your group of boyfriends did to you," I
said, gently sucking on one of her plump nipples again.  "I
want to hear about it, Amy.  Tell me how they treated you."
   Moaning in response to my oral work upon her breasts, Amy
squirmed about before replying, "They tied me up and spanked
me.  They... wh-whipped me, called me bad names.  They made
me beg to be fucked.  Then they were always real rough and
rugged when they gang-banged me."
   "They made you beg?" I asked, wanting that confirmed.
   "Yes," she replied.
   I smiled to myself, before maneuvering about and standing
up upon my knees.  With my cock in hand, I then straddled
Amy's neck and face, and started whacking off before her.
   The nymphomaniac attempted to curl her neck upwards, so
she could take my erection into her mouth.  But, she found
it was just barely out of reach.  And with her wrists tied
and secured to the headboard of the bed, there was nothing
Amy could do about it, either.

   The 27-year-old let out a whimper and stared up at me.

   "I want to hear you beg," I said, stroking my erection
before her pretty face.  "I want you to beg me... beg, if
you can suck my cock.  Beg for me, Amy.  Do it!"
   The submissive in Amy was definitely coming out as an
intense flash of excitement suddenly appeared upon her face.
Her eyes wide, she shook her head before pleading, "Oh God
Jeremy... let me suck your cock.  Please let me suck it."
   "What was that you said earlier?" I asked, still stroking
my cock - just out of the reach of her mouth.  Amy continued
to squirm and writhe about, but her efforts were useless
since she was so very well-restrained.  "What was that?" I
reiterated.  "You... simply cannot resist a nice, hard
cock?"  Amy moaned loudly as I continued, "You can't control
yourself when you feel one?"  I rubbed the tip of my shaft
upon her cheek, making her whimper in response.
   "Oh yes," she said, her eyes alive with desire.
   "Beg for me," I demanded.  "Do it!"
   "Fuck Jeremy!" she exclaimed, her temper flaring a bit.
"I want that cock in my mouth!  Please... please put it in
my mouth.  I want it so bad.  I NEED it in my mouth!"
   "What if I don't want to put it in your mouth?" I teased.
   "Oh God..." she whined.  "PLEASE!  I'M BEGGING YOU!"

   I suddenly realized that this was not a game anymore.
Amy was completely serious.  She needed it bad.

   Not wanting her to wait any longer, I quickly thrusted my
hips forward, jamming my cock hard and deep into her mouth.
Although the slut did not have the use of her hands - which
she always put to good use during oral sex - Amy still set
forth with a very spirited and extremely ravenous blow-job.
   Both of us growled with desire as I watched Amy bob her
head up-and-down upon my erection, moving about at a fast,
brisk pace.  Her eyes locked with mine, I offered her a grin
while running both hands through her silky mane of red hair.
   "Oh yeah," I moaned, still smiling down at her.  "No one
sucks cock better than you do, Amy.  I've always thought
that."  I paused and added, "But then again... no one gets
quite as much practice at it, as you do, either."
   Amy giggled at my words as she then swallowed the entire
length of my shaft into her mouth, and held it there.  I
squinted my eyes and growled with intense passion as I felt
the head of my cock lodged somewhere deep within her throat.
   "Oh yeah..." I moaned, grinning.  "You are a slut."
   Amy never broke eye contact with me as she then started
to bob her head up-and-down over my erection again.  Just
the mere sight of her as she lay on the bed beneath me, her
wrists tied to the headboard as she orally worshipped me...
it was almost enough to blow my mind (among other things).

   Sensing this, I whisked my cock out of her mouth - and
her reach - and began stroking it again.  This time, I
whacked myself much harder and faster than ever before.  I
had a mission in mind.
   "I think all sluts should have cum on their faces," I
growled, building toward an inner explosion within me.  "I
think they should have cum on their faces whenever possible,
to let others know they are a slut too."  Amy whined as I
spoke, trying - but being unsuccessful - to curl her neck
far enough to reach my cock with her lips and tongue.
   I growled once more as my shaft erupted, sperm gushing
outward from its tip.  Amy kept her mouth open and tongue
extended, but I made a conscience effort to aim elsewhere.
The majority of my sperm landed upon her forehead and eyes,
while the third (and final) blast splattered all across her
cheek and nose.
   Some of the excess cum oozed downward and onto her
awaiting tongue, but for the most part, her face was
completely saturated with my release.  I moaned while
releasing my cock, then placed a hand upon her forehead,
and rubbed the cum which was there into her hair.

   NOW she looked like a slut, too!

   Amy whimpered yet again as I moved backward and took a
seat beside her on the bed.  She tried to break free from
her bonds, but the silk scarves tied around both of her
wrists were much too secure for that to happen.  Defeated,
she turned her face to look at me, and whimpered again.
   "What's wrong, sweetheart?" I asked in a teasing voice.
   "I'm so fucking hot now!" she exclaimed.  "I need to cum.
Please Jeremy... will you help me cum?  Please?"

   I smiled at her words while wondering to myself if this
was the same overly aggressive Amy which I had known for
the past ten weeks.  She had displayed signs of dominance in
her early encounters with Lindsay, and was usually the
predator during her times with me.
   However, I already knew from her profile/application on
my computer that she had some experience as a submissive.
Amy still seemed aggressive in this role.  But, she had been
reduced to a whimpering, needful slut who, at least for now,
could not get what she wanted - as was usually the case.

   I had to give it to her instead.

   "Help you cum?" I said, still teasing her.  It was good
to have the shoe on the other foot, so to speak, during an
encounter with Amy.  I loved teasing her!  "Help you cum?
What have you done to DESERVE, to cum?"
   "I sucked your cock..." she replied, her expression
becoming more desperate.  Amy was REALLY turned on now.  "I
think I did a good job.  You said I suck cock better than
anyone.  Didn't you?"
   I nodded my head and countered, "Yes, I did.  No one has
ever sucked my cock better than you."  I paused and added,
"But still... I don't see why you deserve to cum."
   "I need it!" she exclaimed, still whining.  "Oh God I
need an orgasm right now... REALLY BAD!  Please fuck me,
Jeremy... or use your tongue on me.  Something to get me
off!"  As she spoke, the vixen struggled and squirmed about
in her restraints once again.  "PLEASE!"
   "Oh... okay," I told her, giving in.  "I'll see what I
can do for you, Amy.  Slut Amy, that is."

   The red-head's eyes grew wide as I reached underneath the
bed and retrieved a hand-held dildo.  "You're going to fuck
me with that?" she asked, before squealing as I then found a
tube of anal lubricant from underneath the bed as well.
   I did not reply to Amy.  I simply spread a good helping
of the liquid gel over and across the big, eight-inch dildo.
   "You're going to fuck my ass," she moaned in a statement,
not a question.  "With a dildo..."
   I extended my tongue and held it outward from my mouth
for a good five seconds before saying, "Yes, indeed.  And
while I fuck your ass with this dildo, I'm going to lick
that slutty little pussy of yours with my tongue."
   Amy moaned while her body vibrated with anticipation as I
moved in between her widespread thighs.  Settling down, I
placed the dildo upon her rectum and held it there for a few
seconds.  Then, I suddenly popped it into her.
   Panting with lust, Amy squirmed about some more as I soon
inserted seven of the dildo's eight inches into her bowels.
Her breathing had become a bit ragged, which I enjoyed.  She
let out a needful groan as I then said, "It's dinner-time."

   With the dildo embedded deep within her ass, Amy's body
thrashed about as I extended my tongue and began to swipe
away at her pussy.  Its folds were already damp and moist -
and needless to say, it tasted absolutely delicious.
   When I settled in and caught a rhythm with my tongue, I
watched Amy from her joining of her thighs as she tried to
fight her restraints yet again.  No matter how much she
arched her neck and back, or wildly flailed her arms, Amy
could not free either of her wrists.  It was useless and a
waste of time to try, but she persisted...

   Still holding the dildo within her anus, I focused all of
my effort and energy upon her little nub of a clit.  I
nudged it with my lips while flicking my tongue over and
across it in quick, rapid-fire succession.
   That, along with the silk scarves, caused Amy's body to
thrash about in an uncontrollable manner upon the bed.
   Slowing my oral ministrations for a moment, I extended
two fingers and thrusted them deep into Amy's pussy.  She
screamed out in pleasure as I did so, then her body began
to hump and grind about as I jammed the fingers in-and-out
of her.  For good measure, I soon added a third finger too.
   Focusing on her clit once again, I trapped it between my
lips and gently tugged on it.  This caused Amy to let out
her wildest and most carnal scream yet.  As a result, I did
it again.  This time, the insatiable slut clamped her thighs
tightly around my head as she let out a deafening roar.

   Sensing that Amy was close to an orgasm, I resumed my
thrusting action as I drilled her pussy with three fingers.
At the same time, I started to move the big dildo in-and-out
of her rectum at a good, steady pace.  Then, my tongue went
into overdrive upon both her nether lips, and her clit.
   Her thighs putting a vice-clamp upon my head, Amy
screamed out a list of words and phrases which I could not
make out.  Whatever she said, it was erotic in nature
because her voluptuous body was bucking and thrashing about
upon the bed.  It HAD to be erotic in nature.
   "OH GOD!" I finally deciphered her saying.  "MY PUSSY IS
GOING TO EXPLODE!  OH FUUUUUCK... I'M CUMMING!"
   The 27-year-old clamped her thighs even tighter around my
head as her neck and back arched high off the bed.  She let
loose a wild, animalistic scream as her sweet, delectable
then pussy creamed both my tongue and face.
   Nevertheless, I continued thrusting my fingers, as well
as the dildo, into her respective orifices.  As a result,
Amy's cries and sounds of passion did not dwindle away as
her body came down from the intense high of orgasm.  They
only stopped once I did - ONLY after licking her pussy dry.

   "Oh fuck..." she moaned breathlessly, seconds after I
withdrew both my face and fingers from the joining of her
thighs, as well as the big dildo.  "Oh fuck Jeremy... that
felt so good.  Thank you..."
   I offered her a smile and said, "You're welcome, dear."
   Amy grinned as well, before looking up at her wrists as
they were still helplessly bound to the headboard of the bed.
"I would give you a hug and a kiss, Jeremy... but I can't.
Not right now, at least.  Will you untie me?"
   "No," I laughed, shaking my head.  "I think you can stay
that way for another two or three hours.  I'm going back to
sleep."  I grinned before moving upward and laying down upon
my side, next to her.  "You're a slut, Amy.  You need to be
bound and restrained.  Get some sleep yourself."
   The red-head shot me a glance as she shook her head.
"OHHHHH... you're going to get it now, Jeremy."
   "What do you mean?" I asked, grinning.
   "The other girls and I... we had a morning gang-bang
planned for you," she replied, which caused my eyebrows to
skyrocket.  "This being the last full day all of us are
here, you know.  That will still happen."  She paused and
added, "But I'm going to personally see to it, Jeremy, that
your entire world is ROCKED."  She giggled and concluded,
"We're going to DEMOLISH you during the gang-bang."
   I turned my face the other way, not allowing Amy to see
my expression as I gulped my throat in both apprehension and
desire.  A gang-bang which will rock my world?  Demolish me?

   I really did need a catch a few hours of extra sleep...


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