You were forced into the act when you were a teenager. I read Lauras report. So tell me why you havent had anal sex with your husband? Are you afraid?...His thrusts slowed but did not stop. As Sarah felt the change in rhythm, her stimulation was reduced, making it easier for her to focus on his question and respond. I guess I am frightened of it. My only experience was very ugly and I really have no desire to repeat it. Jim has asked me for anal sex a couple times during our marriage, but he. " Mmm. Okay. As you walk through the woods, you see a cup. Describe the cup." A cup?"She said, softly, and I saw her soft, puffy lips form the words slowly, "A cup. What's it look like? What do you do with it?" The cup is... a chalice. Silver. It has been neglected, so it's tarnished. I pick it up. I'll carry it with me, take it with me, and polish it, restore it. I'll make it like new."She continued staring into my eyes, and as she waited her eyes seemed to look deeper, a small, mysterious. On the bed before him, lying on her back is his pet. Her tail slowly thumps along the bed and her ears pricked toward the sound of him entering. He steps fully in, letting the smile that comes onto his face. Without a word, he approaches the bed, his cock at full hardness. Missy legs are parted slightly, enough for him to see that little tuft of fur and the tiniest of the pink bellow. There is a mischievous grin on her face to match the teasing.“Did you sleep well, Master?” she purrs.Nodding,. She gave a little cry of sweetness. I rubbed the navel for a while and then found the way with my fingers into her love cave through the bushes. While I was cleaning her cave with my tongue she erupted violently, grabbed my head and pushed towards her lovely cave. Suddenly i turned her over. With her buttocks facing me, I started kneading them apart and watched her beautiful, sexy ass hole. She feared that and cried with little voice, “No, no, I never had that. They say that would be painful.”.