My first reaction was ewww!! It was probably very dirty, but as I was holding I felt like I wanted to touch it with other parts of me. I slowly began ...o put my small mouth on it and the second I toughed it I pulled away wanting to spit. It was just as gross as I thought it would be. “It’s ok, he was telling me. He sat down on the bed and started rubbing his dick with his hands. I had no idea what he was doing, I had never been exposed to sex of any form before this and the word “masturbation”. .' she sobbed. i looked up to see her crying in the moonlight, she was obviously in so much pain that screaming wouldn't do it justice. i forced another inch into her tight little hole, she let out a little squeak of pain and grasped the bed for support. i was halfway in by now, and i realized i could take this two directions. if i pushed forward her anus would rip like a virgin, your ass would be filled, she would be in unsurpassed pain. if i pulled out now, i could slowly wedge my way back. At this she started to get mad thinking I didn't care for her but after a long discussion she finally agreed. She said that if it would make me happy she would do it but I think she was excited about the idea too. At one point she even admitted that she would like to be fucked by a guy with a huge cock which surprised me because even with my average size cock I have to make sure she is well lubricated before I enter her or it hurts her.Just so you have an idea, my wife is 5' 6" with auburn hair. It was now eleven-twenty and Yves would be at the door in ten minutes. Men were never late for Em. They all seemed to know instinctively that tardiness was intolerable. She checked herself out in the mirror in the living room of her suite and decided she looked good. Beneath her dress, inside her tiny little see-through white lace string, her pussy stirred. She wondered, not altogether idly, how Yves would approach the little matter of the bite after lunch. It was always fun to draw little.