I tried to console her, saying she wasn’t ugly, and it wasn’t her fault that the guys in school hadn’t figured out that she was nice looking and...just slow to develop. I pointed out that not every girl in our school had big boobs, or was gorgeous. I pointed out to her that the Homecoming Queen last fall had been so flat chested two years before that she looked like she had been ironed out. That at least got a smile out of her. I reminded her of the story of the ugly duckling that turned into a. This was the most humiliating thing in my life. More humiliating than watching Tammy on video tape fuck guys in college. That was before we met, before we got married. But now, she had done two shots of cum. I gagged and almost threw up. If I hadn't smoked the pot, which tended to relax me, I probably would have puked right there on the carpet. Anthony kept his hand down the back of Tammy's pants and looked like he was rubbing it. By now everyone the room knew he was feeling her ass. Carl. Afraid of getting a rise from it, I pulled away and rolled over, turning out the lamp on the end table. I made a mental note that the bottle of Anal-Eze lubricant was still on the end table. Anal-Eze, strange that they kept it handy ( I later learned the Weezie liked it in the ass, too). We all went to sleep quickly and remained asleep for five hours. As the first light of a desert dawn began filling the gaps between the blinds I awoke to find myself spooning with Sal. Despite my dalliances. ? The brutal convict began to fuck her, thrusting his distended cock up and down her velvety hugging sheath.? Carol continued to fight, kicking and struggling.? The grinning sweating convicts held on tight to her Amazon sized body as it thrashed and bucked.? They watched with hot carnal eyes the immense organ going in and out and her vaginal lips spreading broadly to encompass each inward thrust.? Others crouched around her reaching out to paw at her body.? They never left her ripe firm.