I've never been fucked before and here I was without any condom or lube. As he moved to get behind me he pushed his had on my back so I was bent over ...t the waist, trying to keep my balance as my pant were around my ankles. Without any talk he spit in my ass and then began to work his index finger in my hole. "Boy are you tight" not knowing what else to say I said "thanks." Then before I knew it he pulled his finger out and I could feel the head of his cock at rubbing up and down my ass, then. Maybe, I guess." So, why aren't you hard anymore?" Well, why would I be right now?"Instantly I could tell that I had said something wrong, as Karen slowly hung her head once more and turned away, and I could see that she was close to crying. Melanie was also upset, but only because of the look on my sister's face."What's wrong Karen?" Don't you like me Josh, don't you think I'm pretty?" WHAT?" I don't get any attention from boys at school, but I thought that was because I haven't developed very. I dig my nails into your shoulders before you lay me back down. Spreading my legs, laying them on each side of you now, you get a full view of me. Your finger starts to trace down from my lips past my neck, finding its way between my breasts and down my tummy, you hook it into the lace of my thong, but don’t pull it off just yet. Instead, you slide it to the side, your fingertip now feeling the moisture on the fabric, and teasingly drag your finger down the middle to where you feel my soaking. She agreed, and I knew just the place I hoped was open, Hamley's Steakhouse. It's a century-old western store that had been remodeled recently with a museum and restaurant added. I'd remembered the store from my youth, then saw the renovated store and restaurant when Trisha and I were in Pendleton in September, and wanted to try it sometime. This seemed like the perfect opportunity. Their food was excellent. I had a rib-eye steak and Ginger tried their cranberry spinach salad - Ugh! But she.