It was then, I thought, I could enjoy this. With a final, forceful push, whilst gripping my waist tightly, it had seemed like I had taken his entire l...ngth as I felt his heavy balls touch my thighs. Now he knew he could let every inch into my hole, he made sure every inch went in, and every inch went out. The other guy, now pulled his dick out and let me start sucking in between the moaning I was doing. Now I had two dicks in me, I kept thinking, this was intense. I started to feel feminine.. That caused me to laugh and feel a little better, but I shook my head, No. "Would you mind if we go to my apartment? I need to clean up, down there, and I'd like some clothes on. Besides, we still haven't eaten." Once upstairs, Danny began microwaving the food while I cleaned between my thighs and got dressed. A short time later we were seated at my small dining table. Danny expressed delight at every mouthful and told me to tell my mom that she was a great cook. Halfway through the meal Danny. At least a thousand men died yesterday and last night, and most of our supplies were destroyed by the bombing raids. But I don’t expect you to sympathise with my men. All I can offer as comfort is the observation that at least my men didn’t kill you.” “Didn’t what they do to us … wasn’t that fucking enough?” “Rape is normal in war. My men haven’t had sex with a woman for years. Many of them have never fucked a woman before. But like it or not my men probably saved your lives. The Gomorran. She came in and sat on the edge of my bed.“There was a point where I sort of wanted to,” she said.“But you didn’t.”“If I did that it would only encourage him,” she said. “He’s bad enough as it is.”“But you wanted to.” I know my voice sounded angry. I was a little angry.“I didn’t want to touch his, exactly,” she said. “I just wanted to know what it would feel like to touch one.”“Oh.”She looked at me.“I thought about touching yours, actually.”What she had thought about touching reacted in my.