She stood in the bathroom door completely naked and said that I was doing a good job. About half an hour later she announced she was going out and tha... there was coffee downstairs if I needed it. She arrived back after lunch and came upstairs to see how I was getting on. I had finished stripping the bedroom and was starting to undercoat the window ledge and door frame She came back into the room with a pair of panties in her hand and swung them round on one finger and said It's playtime and. Except for one thing, his cock was big and thick. It was a great deal of pain, but he managed to get in all the way and get off. While it hurt like hell something about it made me want to try it again. I was still looking for that enjoyment that many men get. My second top was smaller, but not near as good. Fucking hurt just as much. I was still looking for that experience and I was determined to give it the all.I found a clothing optional men’s campground. Tents, cabins, lodge house, bunk. Should I have stopped for take-out? Should I have fixed something? What did Carmine like now? Had his tastes changed sine he was on his own? I shook my head and decided that I was just stalling, looking for any reason to not go inside my own home.I walked slowly to my door, used my key to open it and walked in, dropping my keys and my jacket where I always did. I was hesitating; afraid to look up and see him standing there. How did I know he would be standing? He always stood when I came into. He began to push it steadily deeper, whispering the whole time, "That's it slut. Suck my fat fucking cock. I've never been able to get a decent blowjob. You bitches always choke and make me stop." When he was 1/2-way in, I heard him say to the driver, "See if the nasty little whore can scream now." The cock in my pussy was abruptly withdrawn. He braced his legs, lined his prick up to my fuck hole, and rammed it home again as hard as he could. My pussy began to twitch. "This little slut's.