“How?”Jan had smiled lewdly, “When I was forty-two, I allowed one of my son’s college mates to screw me.”Linda recalled her shock at the tim.... She had always thought of Jan as a rather straight-laced friend. “Did you regret it afterwards?”“You joking? In the next three years, I fucked three more of his friends. All done very discretely, and only one of them had to be shown how.”“So, you enjoyed it?”“What? Young blood, vigour, mad passion, what’s not to enjoy?”Jan had moved away almost ten years. She’s got a pelt on her that looks more like my Aunt Sadie instead of some disrespectful child of misfortune sent here for some much-needed discipline.”The sound of snickers and laughter swirled around us.I disregarded it completely, knowing that it was just the customary greeting of initiation for all new residents of the dreaded institution. The other girl was much more affected by it all because she was already peeing in her panties frozen in place and unable to remove them in time. The. Who ever it was had made sure that I could not identify them, one thing for sure they had a enormously huge dick and was trying to ram it in my tight little butt hole. I heard and felt the misshapen figure spit into the crack of my butt and make perfect contact with my puckering anus. Again the bulbous head struck against my anus and to my shock it was parting me resisting anal muscle ring. The pain was far more than any I could remember, even big dick Harry did not cause me so much pain. Well. To my own eyes, I suddenly saw why guys go crazy over wet t-shirts.My shaped and trimmed red pubic hair stood out stark from my pale skin, and my hair was dangling in wet ropes, giving me a very wanton and very physically desirable aura. I peeled off my dripping top and threw it into the tub, and then went to pick up the clothes I had left strewn over the floor. This time I could tell that my panties were not where I had kicked them off. I swore that they were about six inches further inside my.