Make me your slut." She really did seem to have multiple personalities, the proper mother being replaced by the wanton whore as soon as some one got t...eir fingers on her all too sensitive cunt. Pulling my wet slimy fingers from her grasping pussy, I stood up then bent her over the edge of the table. Holding her down against the table with my left hand on the back of her neck I pushed her legs apart with my foot then pushed my fingers back into her."Have you ever been fucked up the ass?" I asked. As food and drink was being consumed the party became lively. To keep costs down the boys ordered pitchers of beer. Although each girl came from well to do parents they were cognizant of low budgets of some college students and thus they were willing to accommodate and not insist on costly drinks. Besides Brenda was mindful of Connie’s advice not to get too drunk and miss out on the fun of the eventual sexual encounter. Thus to order pitchers of beer were quite ideal as it turns out, because no. I screamed in pain and begged him to stop but he grabbed the back of my head and shoved it into the open bag with the sweaty lacrosse outfit and held me there to muffle the noise coming out of my mouth and kept going deeper and deeper into my now ruined hole.This was not how I wanted to lose my virginity but it was too late, I had to try to breathe through my mouth cause the smell of his jersey and pads were almost making me throw up. He started speeding up and my asshole was on fire but he did. On those days, the girls would normally be strolling in the woods. Whenever Ivy and the girls would be strolling in the woods, Ivy used Charles as a horse. She sat on his big back while he crawled on all fours. Ivy felt heavy on his back and the palms of his hands were feeling the stinging effects of the natural grounds of the woods.Sometimes Ivy would get into arguments with the two other girls. As Ivy did not believe in spitting on the ground, she made Charles opened his mouth and spat inside.