She was surprised, told me that she has never seen such a huge thing in her life. I replied that quite frankly I have never either but that soon it wo...ld all be inside her little asshole. I saw the look of distress in her eyes when she pleaded that it was impossible, it would hurt and probably rip her to pieces. I could see by the sudden twitch in my friend's cock that the situation was exciting him madly, he almost came just by thinking of what he'd soon do to her. "I do not care for your. "Did you?"I shook my head."Well ... I know boys are curious ... you know, at your age... " She stared out the window a moment."Try to not ... get me called down to school anymore, O.K?" She tousled my hair and pulled me close and I knew the lecture was over. She wasn't sure I had done it and wasn't sure what to do with me if I had."So when you have curiosities ... ask me? O.K? I'm a girl, you know! And I will answer anything for you; you know that! Right?"Then she giggled. "Have you been. She realized she was being ignored and had lost an element of control. She wanted him to accept pegging, but not necessarily look forward to it. Things were going to have to change.She consulted the internet and didn't like the information she found. Most of the sites dealt with how to make strapon sex more enjoyable for the male. Use lots of lubrication, start gently, take your time, use a small dildo at first, make sure he's in a comfortable position, etc... Mistress Malice frowned in. " I don't care if it's a sleeping bag in a tent, as long we're together," she blurted."Oh ... well ... I think I can do a little better than that. Uh, unless, that's what you'd prefer." Now don't be a smart-ass, Mr. Gordon," she chided gently."OK, no smart-ass as long as you'll be a bare-ass," he laughed."Ha ha, very funny," she returned.After Brent had hung up, he smiled to himself and took stock of his feelings. She had captivated him. She had grabbed him and held on and he was hers. He.