I knew she wasn't talking to me - my name is John.The big guy looked down at me in growing concern."Dude, seriously, are you okay?" he asked. He reac...ed a giant paw down and took a football out of my hands. I didn't even know I was holding it. His face pinched as a thought occurred to him, and he asked, "Dude, what day is it?" Thursday?" I ventured. My voice sounded funny to me."It's fucking Saturday, dumbass," he scoffed, but then a giant smile broke across his face. The giant paw. I followed the instruction and he kept asking for more and giving me more. By this time the pain was so great that for some reason I kept asking for more and more and he moved into overdrive.He squeezed and twisted and pulled and pushed my nipples and almost lifted me off my feet and we were both howling with the pain we were inflicting on each other, but both wanting more.At this point he stepped it up another notch and I lost my grip mainly because my body was arched so far as the used all. Then it happened, two years had gone by and suddenly the baby, Marcus', father decided he wanted to be a part of his kid’s life again. So a legal battle ensued and finally Cassandra decided it was easier to give in to the requests and went back to Marcus' father instead. One night I came home and they were gone. The next day I got a letter and it contained a letter from Cassandra explaining it all and a check with lots of zero's on it. It seems the father was rather wealthy and part of the deal. Unlike anywoman he had dated, Janice had hair in her asshole. He had never lickeda woman's ass before, so he wasn't sure what to do. He planted smallkisses on her smooth, white ass cheeks and then kissed her asshole. Herasshole was very tight (Janice, of course had never had anal sex, exceptwhen she was abused by her father). He lubricated her asshole withgenerous amount of saliva. This loosened up bits of tissue paper intohis mouth, which he swallowed. Then he found it easier to penetrate.