"Don't stop."So he kicked his pants off and rolled on top of me. We were kissing. Our tongues were in each others' mouths. I reached for his ass, sque...zing it, putting my finger inside of him."Turn over," he said. Rico produced a small bottle of lube from his pants pocket. I wasn't sure if I was ready for this.I got onto my elbows and knees and faced the wall. Oh, and then he was inside of me and it hurt. It hurt as he pressed himself into my virgin ass. I nearly screamed the first time he put. The officer asked if I was ready to give up the names of the real players in making the micro chip they had found in my cervix. He informed me that the ‘capsaicin’ oil would have killed off any future feelings I was ever going to get from my G spot or indeed anywhere in side my cunt for that matter, and that I would spend the rest of my miserable life trying to pleasure myself by rubbing at what was left of my clitoris, but that too could be excised in a clitorectomy and that would be the end. It was the ball guy, hunting for golf balls lost in the rough. He stopped and asked us what was going on. The men quickly put their cocks back in their pants and told the ball guy that nothing was going on, we were just talking. The ball guy looked at me and said, “Would you like to go for a ride in my cart and maybe we’ll experience a hole in one.” Being young and naïve I wasn’t quite sure what he meant but the thought of a ride around the golf course in a golf cart seemed like great fun for. It looked nothing like Uncle Joe’s dick. It was far less frightening. It was more on the slimmer side but quite long, I would say about 7 to 8 inches. His dick was straight up while he spread Uncle Joe’s ass cheeks, put some saliva on his hand (which reminded me of my Grandpa) and spread it over Uncle Joe’s asshole. He then entered his middle finger in the hole and pumped it in and out. Joe said it felt good, so Max inserted one more , pumped it in and out again, then with only the middle.