I would put things in my ass like snickers bar, banana icky! and jerk off only if I had something up my ass. If I had access to girls’ clothes I wou...d wear them but didn’t have. I would feel especially girly if I took my clothes off since my ass was big and with my curves exposed I felt so womanly.My body was generally soft because I never played sports only a bit of volleyball and some running laps. So then the day finally came. I was very nervous when I got there. Tahmed said sorry yaar and I. We met at their place, a large red brick home in a wide garden, a park almost, in a wooded area east of the city of Utrecht. They were very friendly and, even if they were a bit older than us, both quite attractive. Did I mention they all spoke lovely Dutch accented English. The girl, who said her name was Maaike, was indeed beautiful, a slender blonde with a friendly face who had arrived before us and was totally at ease with our hosts. She was only three or four years younger than I was at. "Me too," I replied and kissed her hair."Nice to see a mother and son showing public affection," Aunty Megan, the not so blushing bride, danced close by us.The groom made no disguise of the fact that he was enamoured with his new wife's tits and ass as he groped her while he danced her around the room. When they finally went upstairs to their bedroom for their wedding night, I bet she wouldn't even get a chance to get out of her wedding dress before he was fucking her.In my mind I conjured up. I grab the chain and pull. Her scream of agony as her nipples and clit are pulled away from her body is like a symphony. I let it rest for a moment but taunt her: “Beg.” She desperately tries to apologize but I ignore her, pulling the chain again and basking in the sounds she makes.By now I am erect, but it is not yet ready to enter her. I walk to the end her head is at and slap her forehead with the tip. Then I sit on her chest and guide it inside the ring gag. The mere knowledge that she.