I scream in agony but he just begins to pump the four fingers in and out of my tired, sore anus. ‘Just one more sweetheart. Just one more and I won�...�t get any bigger. Harder thrusts and faster yes but not bigger anymore.’ He pours more lube on my sore, stretched hole, than more all over his hand. He then makes a fist and starts to try to work it into my torn hole. When he realizes that isn’t going to work, he stops and forces the four fingers back into me. He then curls them up while inside of. The hole darkened and then filled with Everett's cock. There was nothingthat could be described as hard or big. Tuck rubbed his foreheadthinking, what now. Did he need to say something again? "I love yourcock, so hard, so manly," and then added, "what a stud." Tuck shook hishead again not knowing what Connie would be saying."Take it girl make it yours." Everett said pushing his soft penis deepthrough the hole.Tuck heard the request, "make it mine", he had no idea what to do,finally knowing that. He said No thanks mate, I will stay here until you come back, mate!... I said ok fine...see you in a bit. Three hours pass by and I return home and then when I enter the house and go towards the kitchen, I don't see anybody in there...Everything looked neat and tidy in the kitchen. I guess she was done with cooking and could smell the aroma of her delicious cooking which I always do and then go towards the living room to see if Bob was there. I see nobody in the living room and the lights were. I was also sure that if I asked Agnes for anal sex that she would not refuse me either. Agnes was the perfect woman and the perfect girlfriend I could ever have, except for her age and her looks. As I lay there on her soft breast I kept wondering if I would have the nerve to be seen in public with Agnes. I had been seen with her last night but then I was also drunk too. Would I have the nerve to take her home with me to meet my parents? I didn’t know.Then Agnes woke up and hugged me tightly.