’ She felt the edge of the book and turned away from the mirror as she grabbed it, flipping the cover open. The first picture made her heart stop. T...e photo was of a relatively pretty girl, wearing a pair of panties and a t-shirt, both of which hung off of her emaciated body. Her dull hair hung limply over bony shoulders and her rib cage stuck out like a skin-covered cage. Her hips were hard-edged swords, her thighs and shins sticks and her knees knobs of bone. Beneath the picture, four words. Our eyes locked. I shivered, his stare was intense. I swallowed my saliva. Something was wrong with this how old is he like 20? 25? I have to get out of here I thought. I grabbed my hat and pulled it on and ran out the door. When I got outside I breathed heavily. My hands on my pink stocking clad knees. The hairs on my neck stood up. I looked back and there he was, all hot and scary. Watching me. A smile tugged on his full lips. Who you running from? I stood up straight and turned to watch him. The pace increased until she was slamming down on him hard enough to make her tits jiggle. He started to raise his hips to meet her downward thrusts and it was not long before he felt his cum start to fill his shaft.His cum erupted into her and as she felt this, her vaginal muscles clamped tightly around him, the tentacles came to life one of them stroked his balls and the other rubbed up and down his scrotum. With this stimulation, he continued to erupt within her long after he would have. I was bent over a bench in his camper and he pulled my hips to him. Then I felt him rubbing some lube between my buttocks and I asked him what he was trying to do. The guy smiled saying.“I use to fuck gay’s asses here; so, you are not the exception, Ma’am…”Then I closed my eyes and braced myself for his impact. I was not really in the mood for anal sex that night; but I thought the hard cock of that man buried deep in my asshole would be better than nothing. The thought of being hurt in my ass.