I quickly dried myself and put on my pajamas and walked out, not even bothering to close the door behind me. “Bathroom’s all yours,” I said, as ... walked passed Tyler, who was sitting on the floor next to the bathroom, leaning against the wall. “Thanks, took you long enough, squirt,” he got up and ruffled my brown hair, which hung in curls down to my waist, and entered the bathroom, locking the door behind him. I shook my head and made my way into my bedroom, disappointed that I didn’t get an. .. if I release it in ... No, I can't."The buxom Novice instinctively clenched her full buttocks as she imagined what it would feel like to be entered there and she asked in an anxious voice, "Where else, sir? Where else can you release it?" In your mouth, my child. But you couldn't do that. You would have to swallow Satan's gism. It would not infect you again but ... and it might not work? It might not be enough?" Yes! She was going to! Father Murphy looked lustfully at the beautiful Novice's. That was it, it had happened, I had been penetrated on a day that had started out full of excitement. We had been guests to the launching of a ship, and I had returned home from boarding school, just for the occasion. It had started with my friends expressing their jealousy, so it made me feel important, especially with the new clothes and more so, as the day wore on, the admiring glances from the men. Everywhere I looked, men were smiling and nodding their approval, and I knew precisely why. With a laugh he began prodding her anus with his squat prick, his flabby hips ramming into her vigorously. After an initial twinge of discomfort, an oddly pleasurable sensation began blossoming in her bottom. Soon she found that each successive jab brought tiny shards of shameful pleasure, surging up her rectum like electric shocks. ‘D-don’t stop, please don’t stop,’ she blurted tipsily. ‘You’re daddy’s favorite,’ the man grunted, grabbing her doughy thighs so tightly that they nearly bruised..