”There was a short pause and Mom finally answered, “Okay Karmelita, rest up and I will see you in the morning.” Mom was the only one who called ...e Karmelita. I was named for her mother, Karmen and when I was 3 or 4 she started calling me Karmelita, which meant Little Karmen. I used to cringe when she continued to call me this as I got older, but I know love it because it is her special name for me.I rolled back up in my bed, still only wearing a camisole top and no panties. Connie had warned me. The bad things about this? – Yes, things, plural -Well, firstly, without social interaction, there’s no interaction, either. Even in the age of tinder, you still have to talk to people – at least a little – before they start doing the sex with you. ‘Excessive introversion’ does not kill the libido. At all. I.e. Just because you don’t want to talk to people doesn’t mean that you don’t want them between your legs. It just kills all your chances of interpersonal contact dead, outside of being. You sat back down and told me to resume the position, as it was almost time for me to get what I “really deserved”. The guy behind quickly slid his cock into my cunt and told me to take it all like the dirty little cum slut that I am. He called me a bitch and a whore as he fucked me from behind. Then he stopped. I felt his cock slide out and press against my tight little arsehole. His cum covered cock was plenty wet enough and soon the head of his cock was sliding past the ring of my anus. It. While she continued to give me a great hand job, I reached over and grabbed the lube bottle and poured an ample supply down the crack of her ass. I reached over her back and started to massage her ass between her cheeks and just playing a little with her asshole."Remember, I don't like anything in my ass," she reminded me."I know, I promise I won't go inside. Trust me I think you'll enjoy this," I replied.She stopped her protestations and relaxed as I worked my hand and wrist up and down the.