Six girls and four guys. One was Kaylee. I knew the odds weren’t good, though, so I made a declaration.“I don’t know if you guys have had how th...s works” I started. “If you land on someone of the same sex, you get to choose who to go in with.”There was a smattering of both positive and negative reactions, but I quickly grabbed a bottle and got the game going. I knew I had just given myself almost 50/50 odds. There were nine other people and three were free choices, along with Kaylee herself. So. Despite what the people in high school said about the utterly uselessness of learning German, I managed to get myself a free beer. Actually free beers, food, women, and information. Because I ordered in my haphazard German, which in a beer tent with a nice steady roar deafening everyone sounds like the Führer’s German, I got a ‘pay later beer’ which I of course didn’t. I scanned around me once the conversation switched to Italian. All around me people were having the time of their lives. From. . It's notthat I'm thinking more like a women that's troubling me, it's more thatI'm thinking more like a normal person, or at least like a normalteenager. Like a person that cares about what people think of himself orherself and what he or she does.... That isn't like me at all. I'm notsupposed to care what other people think of me and what I do. It's notthat I don't care about anything; it's just that what I care about isn'ttangible to the world I live in right now. If I'm changing in that. Right as I pulled out an inch, I pressed the dildo in, past it's thickest point. At this point, I could feel her asshole "break". It was extremely tight up until that point, but once the thick part of the dildo and my dick passed that threshold, her anal ring seemed to instantly relax. And it relaxed considerably… there was now room to fuck properly. Lauren gasped. Her breathing increased in speed, and her hand swung down below her again in a vain attempt to stop my pumping. "hey there, breathe.