And begin to cuss at you but you are not having it. You push my head down and grab my ass cheeks and spread them wide and ram all of your 10 inches in...o my asshole. I scream and try to run but you just hold my hips in place as you pound my asshole and me into submission. “Mmm this asshole feels so good. I have been waiting too long for this ass” you tell me. Harder and harder you ram your dick inside me. It hurts but kind of feels good at the same time. So I decide to let you have my asshole. Robert Campbell said as he opened the door. Stacie’s dad was hot by anyone’s definition. He was barely 40, stood about 6’1”, and had light auburn hair and sparkling hazel eyes. Bridget knew that he was single since Stacie’s mom had run off with her boss a few years ago; and as much as they had tried, none of the single moms had been able to get him to agree to a date. Bridget quickly pulled herself together, and smoothing her cheerleading skirt down, smiled and stuck out her hand to shake Mr.. A few months went by, my brother, D, got a job in America. He got a house and i moved in with him, it saved us rent money. Now my brother is a 25 year old tall hunk. He was a gym freak. He was also a loner though, never had any luck with girls. Now a few weeks after moving in, he told me that he will have a friend over and i must not disturb them. I went to my room after the conversation and watched porn. I was very curious who this friend might be. I got up and went out to snoop around. I was. But I did a poor job of that too. I was pushed around and taken advantage all the time. When I was 17 I found someone I thought was the love of my life. As I write this I am crying. I forgive him for all that he has done but the memories still plague me. I do not blame you for not thinking before acting, so unjustly taking my purity and innocence from me, and making me mature so quickly. I still do love you but things have change and you plague my mind not as someone that loves me but as the.