'Your poo doesn't get bigger than this. It shouldn't hurt unless your asshole doesn't agree with your mind, and it tightens up. If it hurts, stop. Let...the pain pass and try again more slowly. Whatever you do, don't force it. The trick is to really relax. Feel the muscle relax. You have to FEEL it. And then, if you are having trouble, try pushing down like you are doing a number two. Remember to lube the toy and your ass, okay? Oh, and make sure your bowels are empty, and watch for. I repeat I repeat the licks and kisses on the other, zig zagging my way up, at your knees you giggle as a slight tickle sends jolts of bliss through your body, instinctively know what’s going to happen. You stop me and shove me on to my back; I lie there anticipating your next move. You stand and seductively spread your pussy lips with long fingers as you bend over and insert two fingers. Your fabulous ass, raising high in to the air, your pussy peeking through, as if it were wantonly shy. I. After doing that a few times, she was to take the panties off and put them right into a baggy. Then put on the second dirty pair, and do the same. By the time I got there, and Rachel answered the door in sweats and a robe, I knew she had done what I had asked her to do. She invited me in and as I sat on her futon, I could clearly smell her ass sweat and crotch stink. Rachel excused herself and went into the bathroom. I lowered my hand to my crotch and began playing with my little dick through. The very thought had kept me moist during the long drive. As I walked into the shopping mall I felt several eyes look at my body…Then I saw a nice candidate. He was a slim black guy; young and athletic. His dark ebony skin contrasted with the fresh white shirt he had on. He was ripped. His shorts hung low and I thought that guy would be well-hung.He was what I wanted; what I really needed... I walked past him, making certain my high heels rang loudly on the floor. I saw him turn and stare.