It's REALLY small. in my mind i thought. "oh no he's trying to fuck me up the ass! he probably won't fit but oh my god if he does it's going to hurt s... bad but i'll have no choice but to take it. FUCK!" I was scared but still so turned on. "Awww," he said. "I don't think that's gunna fit. But it fits here perfectly". With that he was all the way inside me. Having him deep inside was so painful. My back arched up again, and again he held me down, and railed me. My moans/ screams only seemed to. Amber was just about to call it a night when she felt a hand on her shoulder."Hi ladies," said Jon Paul, "can I join you?"Of course they all knew Jon Paul and welcomed him to sit down with them. Amber didn't want to be rude so she decided she would stay for one more drink, then go back to her hotel room. She had a flight to catch at eleven fifteen in the morning.One more drink turned into two more drinks and a dance in between. Amber was not drunk, but she was feeling no pain by the time she. But I thought you might do something besides standing around like an old sour puss. Please Daddy, for me?’ ‘I never could turn you down, could I? Where is this lonely widow?’ ‘She’s at the table with Justin’s parents. See,’ she said pointing with her chin. ‘Molly’s the lady in the blue dress. You know I think she’s about your age.’ I turned Alyssa as we danced so I could see Aunt Molly without staring. At 45, I’m 20 years older than Alyssa. If Molly was my age, she was extremely well preserved.. ’ You do, stepping back to sit on the closed toilet. I follow you, legs straddling, lowering myself over you. I start to reach down, then pause and look questioningly at you. ‘I’ve got it.’ With a rueful grin you reach down to position yourself under me, ready for me. Thigh muscles taut, I move lower to rub myself over you, but only once before rubbing back so that you are right at the entrance to my body. Slowly, albeit unceremoniously, I lower myself to take you completely, a sighing.