Instead I felt hands on my hips. I knew what was about to happen, I protested and said I didn't want to, but with that he slammed 2 fingers up my ass ...nd I again was putty. I couldn't help it, I wanted it now. and he wanted my ass so bad. he grabbed my shoulders and pressed his cock against my virgin asshole. I kept protesting saying I wasn't ready but he just said 'you shouldn't have sucked my dick then, I only wanted a pee'. he put his right hand index finger in my mouth and slammed his cock. That’s strange, thought Jessie as she switched the lamps on. There were wisps of smoke drifting from the wicks on the candles. It was almost as if they had only just been blown out. The gramophone in the corner of the room had the lid up and several of the records had been moved. ‘Have you been having a party while I’ve been out?’ Jessie asked as she headed over to Eleanor’s chair. Eleanor sat slumped in her chair, her head tilted to one side and her eyes closed. She looked peacefully asleep,. She snarled and threw him into the sand nearby, and he tried to squirm away, but his mother found him again.“Did you think I wouldn’t use her against you?” the queen asked as she stomped toward him. He tried to scramble away, but his mothers were grabbing at his clothes and pulling him in every direction, their words now written on his skin.Worthless. Disgusting. Nasty.When he read the words, they swirled around, feeling very much like ants. In his fight to be free, he shoved his hands deep. John, with a towel wrapped around his waist, stood there with an interested look on his face. It was too late to attempt to cover myself so I simply apologised for my nakedness. He told me he was about to pour himself an iced tea and asked if I’d like one. He seemed happy I accepted his offer. As he left I debated with myself whether I should cover myself with a sheet. I decided not. John had already seen my assets and besides I was probably an old bag in his eyes, given he was about twenty and.