Then I stuck my fingers in her ass and pumped for a moment. She screamed and told me that it hurt but I only laughed at her pain. I rammed the dildo a...most all the way in, leaving only enough for me to retrieve it later. She was screaming now, a hoarse sound that must've made her throat even more raw. I quickly took advantage of her mouth being open, and clamped the gag into place.She looked at me in surprise. My cock was mere inches from her eye. I know there are some people that get off on. Afterwards, Jon invited Brian over to the house for a beer. “Don’t have much in the way of furniture. Just some lawn chairs till the movers get here,” he apologized.”“That’s fine,” Brian assured him taking a seat.“So, Runnin’ Rebels?”“Heck yeah! I went to U-N-L-V,” he touched his scarlet and gray sweatshirt.“Oh cool!”“Yep. I was there when Larry Johnson played and we won the national championship.”“I bet that was exciting.”“Oh yeah! We were on top of the world those two years,” reminisced. Any fear or worry I previously had didn’t matter anymore. I was consumed in desire.“Please Sir, fuck me!” I begged.Thrashing and knowing I will cum again, I once again shouted and pleaded, as another orgasm surged, my body shaking, “Fuck Your toy!” I pleaded.His lubed fingers, first two, then three, pushed into my unforgiving ass hole. He pumped them slowly in and out, stretching it, preparing it for his cock. I’d never had anything in both my pussy and ass before and it was driving me wild. . . yes, yes.” She felt his smooth body come up over her, his weight pressing down. It was an exquisite feeling and she was breathing hard. Her legs came open and allowed his hips to slip down between them. She slid her hand down and found his cock."No, I'll do it," he said, pushing her hand away."Oh, Barry, get it in, do it, do it!" she moaned. It puzzled Barry that she was so eager and seemed to get more so all the time. It didn't make sense. After all, sex was mostly for his gratification.