I didn’t fear for her. I knew she’d survive the experience. I also knew that she would never be the same.“Spit on it spunkwad, spit on your bitc...es shithole and get it wet. The only lube I use when I’m r****g a piece of meat is the spit from the faggots watching me **** their bitches so you had better lube your bitch up.”What a man. To be able to say something like that and know that he would be obeyed. He was going to **** the woman I love and he knew that I would provide the lube. I didn’t. They seemed to be a half an inch long. In no time Dee came, with another squeal, and as she did so, juice squirted out of her. Ali, took his fingers out, and without ceremony stood between her legs, flexed his knees, and his long, thin cock slid easily into her. He pumped furiously, and in a matter of moments, was coming inside her. He slumped onto her shoulder. He could see that Dee’s face was covered in sweat, and he drew his hands over her cheeks and forehead. ‘Oh, my fucking gods’, she. Steve walked back to the bed, and waved Nytoya up onto the bed. He told her to lay face-down, and spread her legs. As he stroked her ass, he felt her tense. He spoke to her gently, "Nytoya, you need to relax. I don't want to hurt you, but I am going to do this. Relax, and I'll go slowly. If it hurts, tell me and we'll pause a minute to let you get used to it."He picked up the lube, and spread some over his penis, then straddled her ass. While his dick rested in her ass crack, he began to. And, I’d be awfully jealous if you showed off your charms to other guys and not me.”The girls giggled at Clark’s boyish admiration and sensitivity.“However, I hope you will like this to fulfill one of your sweet sixteen dreams.” He said, removing a wrapped gift from the bag.It was a hand mirror with matching comb and hair brush he found stashed away in the den of the brick house. Katie adored the gift and promised she would always make herself pretty just for him. She tried out the comb and.