This was quite enough for me, I decided. I loved anal sex with women, but…I played with him for a long time. I watched, close up, fascinated by this...unreal penis and trying different methods with my hands. With the lube, I massaged his enormous glans, from which his pre-cum now leaked freely down lubricating his entire shaft. I moved my second hand down below his balls just above his asshole, where I knew I liked to be touched so much.It was an experience I'll never forget. His dick swelled. Of my true love there can be no doubt, For you my dear, I can’t live without. The words just seemed to flow through me onto the paper. It seemed almost as though the words came straight from my heart and to my hand. My mind seemed to have little to do with the whole process. I looked at the words on the paper and realized what an effect this girl had on my young life. A few short months ago, I was hanging out drinking beer with my carnie friends bragging about the last girl I slept with. Now, I. “City noise.” I said, shrugging.“What did I told ya about walking with me?” he barked.“Umm... ‘Always know where ye are, elf?’”“Damn right ye are. So?”“Hm. Unless you lost your way, we should be pretty close to the market, right?”“Aye. So?”I puzzled over his strange behaviour, then it hit me. There were no peddlers trying ot outcry each other. In fact, it was way too quiet, apart from what sounded like a lot of people talking to each other.“No market?” I asked him.“Sounds like. Let’s find out. He neither yelped nor flinched as I glided the whole length of the dildo inside his gaping hole. This was the usual treatment I gave him each time he hired me. The dildo was large and longer than any prick I had seen and believe me for a professional like me I have seen many and of all types. His anus had swallowed all of it. By now he was mourning in pleasure and pain. Begging me to give him some more rough treatment. I smacked his butts twice the sound echoed across the room. He shouted in.