“… [screaming] …”
“Olive! Stop fighting it … relax and the good feelings start.”
“… it hurts …. it huuuuuuuuurts …”
“Push deep, Mister. Then let her rest.”
“… UNGH! …”
“There. It’s in. Just relax your belly.”
“… s’ too big … too big …”
“Girls stretch, Olive. You can handle it.”
“… noooooo …”
“Come on, Olive. My sister did it. I did it. You can do it too.”
“… can’t …”
“I’ve taken your turn for six months. You promised this time.”
“I’ll try. I’ll really try.”
“Okay.”
“… not as bad now …”
“That’s good.”
“Oh.”
“He’s starting slow.”
“Oh!”
“That’s my Olive, let it happen.”
“OH!”
“Come on my sweaty little girl, just feel it.”
“… okay … [whimper] …”
“Deep, huh?”
“… yeah …”
“Like it’s inside your belly.”
“… oh gosh …”
“You’re getting wet and squishy, Olive.”
“… I’m feeling funny again …”
“Just let it happen.”
“… oh-my-oh-my-oh-my …”
“You’re getting close.”
“…. geez … [straining] …”
“Here it comes!”
“… feck! … [grunting] …”
“That’s a girl! Oh Olive, it’s a good one.”
“… [moaning] …”
“Mister is there too! Feel it inside you?”
“… yeah-Yeah-YEAH! … [grunting] …”
“There. You did it, Olive. He filled you up.”
“… [dreamy] … it felt like I was dying …”
“That was your first big orgasm.”
“… wow …”
“…”
“Now I know why you keep coming back.”
“I know, right?”
“Grace? Why is your lower tummy swelled up like that?”
“I don’t want to talk about it.”
“It isn’t fat, you’re so skinny.”
“I said …”
“It’s firm, like you have a little ball inside you.”
“Olive, please.”
“[gasp] Oh my god! He put a baby in you.”
“Yeah. But I don’t want it.”
“When did it happen?”
“About four months ago.”
“Let me hug you. Don’t turn away.”
“… [weepy] … I don’t want it.”
“What are you going to do?”
“Mister is going to help me get it out.”
“Get it out? Like how?”
“Same way he did for my sister.”
“Oh my.”
“I helped him do my sister. Will you help him do me? Because I’m scared.”
“I’d do anything for you Grace.”
“Thank you, Olive. You’re the best friend I’ve ever had.”