I assured her "it's ok, I trust you." She looked pleased.At her instruction I rolled onto my side and slide my shorts and boxers down exposing my ass....I felt my cock stir at being exposed but madly tried to think of something else, I didn't want her to think I was a deviant. She snapped on a rubber glove and squirted a bit of lube on her fingers. I felt her part my cheeks and I flinched as I felt her gloved fingers rub the lube on my ass. Then she was in my ass, it was a strange feeling, I made. “No, please no!” She sobbed, struggling in the dog’s grip. “Help me! Somebody help me!”The dog thrust at her pussy but the angle was a bit off. Molly watched it slide through her slightly parted labium and glide along her clit, leaving a trail of slime that oozed from the tip. The terrified girl breathed a sigh of relief then. The respite was short lived as she wiggled her ass in a desperate attempt to avoid the tip dripping cock.His next thrust was fast and true. “Eeeeee! “ Molly shrieked in. We talked for a while, and she gave me her phone number. I knew that my time with Nikki had finally arrived. I asked Nikki out on a date. She was still married at the time, yet, estranged from her husband. Nikki readily accepted.I began openly dating the local whore who wore another man's ring on her finger. Many men can't deal with that concept, but I didn't care about that. In fact, I excited in the knowledge of taking out another man's wife. I embraced it.Nikki didn't let me fuck. My classes seemed to be almost repeats of my eight grade year. Math, English, History, Science, Social Studies, but they tacked on a requirement for an elective class, and I chose intro to computer programming. We also had physical education, but I stopped by the office first thing and signed up for track try-outs.The try-outs were Wednesday and Thursday after school, so I would have to stay late, but Alison said she was going to be trying out for Basketball on Wednesday, so I could catch a.