She felt something hard press against the wet, stretched hole and whined, trying to squirm away as he pushed it inside. The tip slipped in easily, but...it got wider, as wide as his two fingers and then wider still. Her ass burned, stretching around the plastic thing he pushed into her. Wha- aahhh! Just when she thought she couldnt possibly take more, the widest part popped inside of her and her asshole clenched around the base. Do you recognize the way it feels? Her tormentor asked. Maybe if I. I leant over and told her all about it. Steve finally got back from the loo, and I stood up to face him. Brigitte stood up too and after removing her shoes, sat back down on the sofa near the window. She was facing both of us. “You‘re over dressed,” I said to Steve. He nodded and smiled. I started to undo his belt and trousers and he helped with his shirt buttons. I let his trousers hit the floor and he sat on the bed to remove his shoes, socks and trousers completely. I also removed mine. With. ”I said sorry for staring and told her that there weren’t many thirty-year-olds who could compare with her. She smiled and bowed with her arms outstretched, giving me a good, long look at a beautiful pair of tits. I gave her the rose that I had picked up from the garden. she leaned forward and gave me a very soft kiss that lasted just long enough for us to make body contact. She smiled and said, “I thought you agreed to dress comfortably. You seem all bound up.” But before I could respond, she. "I'd love to" I answered and he pulled me up and put his cock away and we both left the bookstore and headed for his place. He lived about a block away and when we got there he opened up his door and shoved me into his apartment. Not wasting any time, he moved up next to me and slapped my face hard, "Now you fuckin' whore' he started "You're gonna fuckin' do what I fuckin' want" as he slapped me several times more. "Get your fuckin' clothes off" he ordered and I obeyed immediately. When I was.