The Prologue has been on this site for some time. Unfortunately, the censors at Literotica rejected my first and second chapters. I have rewritten the..., making sure that no overt sexual activity takes place until the participants are 18 years of age. To understand the story, you need to read the Prologue first. So, look it up under my name in the Author Index before proceeding with this Chapter. Incidentally, Literotica calls the Prologue, Chapter 1. So, Chapter 1 you see here will be listed. I enjoyed the prostate massage, and wondered what to expect next. Was I ready for this? Carl applied more lubricant to my hole. Was I ready to have a man enter my backside? I read that anal sex was painful and that if not done right could do some damage. I did not want to say no to Mary's fantasy, watching two men. He pulled on my hips to position me for what was coming next. Carl's hands were on either side of my body supporting his weight. I can feel Carl's legs next to mine. I wondered. (Then how will she hear noise?)She: Purila da. (I don’t understand)Me: Namba room kula poita Renu ku satham epdi kekum. (From the bedroom, Renu can’t hear us.)She: Adapavi,athuku than inga thookitu vanthiya. (That’s why you took me here?)Me: Yes yes, nee nala romantic ah satham podu sariya. (Yes make romantic sounds.)She: Nee olunga podu nanum pore. (You do correctly, then I will do correctly.)I jumped on her and inserted slowly and finally it is inside. I was giving a small stroke. She was. He makes it to the knob in a few long strides. His disappointment is apparent when he opens the door and sees her standing there."Hey, Sam," she says in her haughty accent. She walks past him into the room without invitation. That's how she is. She takes. Whatever she wants.He stares after her, watching her take in the cheap furnishings. The cheeky Brit's audacity is unsurprising. Yet, as the door snicks closed and he faces her, he shakes his head at her bold behavior."Bela," he answers, his.