”Silence.“If it hurts, you stop immediately.”“No, it’s... It’s not painful.” Pause. “It feels... uhm.”“If it feels good, that’s ...otally normal, Eric. We males are truly the crown jewel of creation, with the G-spot installed up our asses. Hashtag, intelligent design. Nothing you can to about the feeling.” Pause. “And I’m guessing the outside arm of the toy is also pressing up against your perineum a bit. It’s bound to get you a little, you know, tingly. That’s fine.”“Wh—What if it’s...”. Ninety minutes of sleep passed in the blink of an eye, and I definitely did not feel refreshed and ready to begin the day. But, somehow, I was able to force myself out of bed and get ready for school, my twin brother practically needing to carry me to his car. Before the first class began, I hunted the hallways, searching for Claire. She was not at her locker, and she was not in the cafeteria getting muffins and juice for her usual breakfast. I asked around, but no one had seen her yet. By. "Yeah. And Rita is perfect for the task." "What are you guys talking about?" Scooter asked. I ignored him and took Rita over to the far corner where no one could hear. I brought her out of her daze and explained the plan. She was more than willing. Rita at that point would have done anything with me standing in front of her nude like that. Just as I was about to turn around, there was a "He touched me." I whipped around, just in time to see Paul squeeze a tit which caused the owner to say,. I loved healing with my cock so much. It was so amazing. So wonderful. My crotch slapped over and over into her ass, her cheeks rippling as I pleasured her.Delight rushed through me. My eyes rolled back into my head. I thrust so hard. I savored the slap of flesh. The pressure boiled inside of me, aching to escape. My dick throbbed in her bowels. I had to cum in her.Cure her!“Oh, yes, cum on my cock, you married slut!” I groaned. “You Muslim whore!”“Such a whore!” she gasped. “A sharmota!”Her.