I then felt Victor’s hands again on my pussy lips; but this time he was trying to shove the head between them. I stopped moving and relaxed my vagin...l muscles. Victor’s hands pushed a bit more and I felt this huge piece of silicon entering and stretching my wet horny vagina.I started crying in pain; just forgetting that Victor’s dick was buried deep up my anus. The pain in my vagina was unbearable.My hubby stopped pushing, but I yelled at him not to stop…He pushed a bit more inches; slowly;. "I meant what I said. We really want to see youaround more often. We want you and Dianna to be happy together, too.All right, I lied. I hope she will make you miserable and you will dumpher big round butt cold - and I will be right there, waiting to catchyou as you fall. See you later!"My new confidant made her way back to the dressing room. I mulled overher words carefully. When Dianna returned from her date, I moved backto my own stool and allowed her to reclaim hers. Her smile was. Counseling sessions, registration, sorting out class sections, buying books. They decided not to share any books, simply because they each had their own way of marking them up and making marginal notes. They began reading some of the material; some courses listed reading assignments in the syllabus.They began a tour of the other rooms on the third floor, getting acquainted with their neighbors. Most of them were not very interesting. One pair of women were very hostile. Mary thought they were. Taking the shower head out of its holder, I dropped to a squat with my knees spread wide. (Burlesque classes had helped with poses and flexibility.) Playing around with the height to hold the shower head at, and the angle, I found just the right spot. Sensations flowed from my battered clit, my head fell back against the tiles, my spare hand tweaked and twisted the nipple that started it all. My orgasm broke over me like a glorious wave, leaving my clit super-sensitive and my legs a little.