"Oh.... my god that ass is amazing..." I said looking up at him, completely consumed by his ass. He started riding, grinding, moving his hips back and...forth as I held on and let him do whatever he wanted. Letting him control the pace. Once he managed to get me all the way in him, he started to go faster, slamming down on me and making me breath harder with each time that he slammed down on my cock. He was totally testing me as he leaned in and kissed me and then holding my head in his chest as. I have nointerest in sex with men, so why do I want a fanny. I can still get somepleasure from my dick. I can't give any pleasure with it though.Jen says that I would be tidying up what is now an anomaly and that Iwould be giving myself a possibility of future pleasure. She also saidthat I might change my mind about men, unlikely.February 19th 2013Life is good mostly at the moment. My research is going well and I havewritten the first small part of my findings. I am enjoying being part ofthe. It wouldn’t be rape, not like she would get the girl pregnant…and it was basically Alex’s fault in the first place for being so beautiful and showing her femininity in front of her lesbian friend. Not that she knew, but Sandra didn’t care about the details. She got up from her sit and positioned herself between Alex’s legs. She stared at the bronze, beautiful leg and touched them. She groaned at the softness, her lips pressed against the knee. Licking every inch of her thigh as if they were. He quit too, pulled out, and Mr. Joe pulled me up a little and told me to get on my hands and knees. I did so, and he walked back around. My dad grabbed my hips and positioned himself, then slid back inside of me. I cried out again, which was answered by Mr. Joe shoving his dick into my open mouth. I grabbed the base and began bobbing up and down on it, going as far as I could go. There I was on all fours, being fucked from both ends. Out of nowhere, my dad came in my ass. Two.