And tried again. It went in part way but it still hurt her. "Maybe some vaseline from the medicine cabinet," she suggested.I smeared some on me and in...o her opening. That did the trick. God it was tight. And she exclaimed, "It's so big." But we kept fucking that way. I tried different angles. So much fun. "Like that," she exclaimed when my cock was aimed almost forward. She was starting to cum and so was I. I felt myself filling her rear, but she said, "It's hurting." So I pulled out and. I enjoy watching a real technician and you were one of the best. I'm a director for the CYO boxing program. It's a great organization. Are you familiar with it?"Weaver didn't answer. He just sat glaring into his glass again so Bob continued."Anyway, we get kids from all over Chicago-land that want to learn to box. I'm just one of many volunteers that work with these kids. We teach them the basics in the ring but more importantly, we get to spend time with them. It keeps them off the streets.. ” You could practically hear the capital letters.I was purchased after my death, apparently. Wholesale. The god of my world had a chosen people and I wasn’t one of them. I don’t resent him for it. He didn’t throw me into some kind of hell. Apparently The Company was some kind of interdimensional entertainment corporation. I didn’t really love the idea of being someone’s sex doll or action figure, but they assured me that hardly anyone actually wanted someone who wasn’t happy to be there, and. I watched as a brown lump fell from her ass. As usual she turned round to smell it like a dog and kept her face buried in her own shit whilst presenting me her dirty ass to clean. I walked over with a cup of water and poured it over her ass and then rubbed my fingers around to clean up the shit. She groaned a little as I slid my fingers inside to finish the job off. She then turned back around and I lead her back inside.I then sat on the sofa whilst she knelt on the floor beside me and we.