The pain shot in my ass as I gasped through clenched teeth, tears coming to my eyes. He only had the head and a few inched in me and I felt like I was...slitting."Hh", he groaned, "This is even tighter than I imagined" Sitting up, he slowly pulled his cock from me. I looked back over my shoulder, begging with my eyes for him to stop. He just smiled as he ran that cock up and down my crack again. Placing his cockhead back against my ass, he grabbed my hips and pulled them back as he trust forward.. “Wow.” “These things happen. You want to know the real secret?” “You’re gay?” “No. But I want to do it with her again. Actually, I want to do more. Sarah just flips my switch. I don’t know, something about her. She’s got such big…” ‘Knockers,” Kylie said. “Yeah. It must be pheromones or something. I’m not gay, but if I ever got a chance to do anything with her again, I’d jump at it. So if you’re weird, I’m weird.” “You make it sound like it’s not weird.” “Then I’m glad that’s cleared up. Feel. A week or so went past and i got home from work on the tuesday night and there was a letter waiting for me from the paper ,inside there was a sealed envalope addessed to me.i opened it and found it to be from the man in the singles add.his name was john ,he was 61,a salesman and he lived in a village 5 miles from me.at the bottom was his phone number.i cvouldnt wait and rang him there and then.after about 3 rings a very deep voice answered saying hello ,i said hello and proceeded to introduce. Minutes felt like hours. Hours felt like days. Days felt like weeks. Weeks felt like months. Months felts like years. Years felt like decades , and decades felt like centuries. In a matter of seconds i could only think, all things i want to do well that i actually been dying to. I was going to tell her i want to fuck here everyday and not miss one day, or night. i want to use all type things on her. starting with food and then more to the bdsm kinda of things that i see in hardcore porn videos..