Charlie gripped my buttocks and pulled me back to him and positioned his penile glans against my quivering aching bunghole. Charlie told Daniel "......atch this b*o...see how my love shaft enter this o-ring like a hot knife through melted butter..." I could feel Charlie as he pressed his penile head against my sore butt hole entrance. I thought he would be softer after he had came so hard, but his penis was like a steel pike as he pushed against my puckering anal sphincter muscle and his dick. "Oh," he said, "But doesn't Pedophile mean Pedalling?" he asked, "Don't you have pictures of Chris Hoy or Vicky Pendelton." No sir just little boys and girls being abused," Sharon added in exasperation."Oh, sorry," he said and rang off."Wanker," Sharon snapped and the phone rang again, "Weatherfield Pedo supplies," she said "How may I help you?" "You're fucking disgusting!" the voice boomed over the speaker phone, "You should be hung from a Lamp Post by your gonads!" I don't have gonads sir,". “Because that was where I got fucked for the third time by some hungry, horny nineteen year olds with massive cocks.” “Umm,” I pulled the duvet back and showed Angela what her revelations had done to mine. “Well maybe you should jump on this and start your story from the beginning. Angela hitched up her skirt and climbed on the bed. Expertly she straddled me and guided my cock inside her come filled pussy. “I have fucked four men tonight and I still wasn’t satisfied so I fucked the taxi. This woman named Sara was going to be dogging in the park near my house. WOW! So I waited till the date and went to see what was going on. I found them, Sara and a fat man named Ron. Ron was her husband. Sara was a skinny woman not very good looking. Black hair on her head and pussy. Small yucky tits. Not anything like the women you see on this site. So I hid in the brush and waited. Ron disappeared. Soon a guy showed up, put on a condom and fucked Sara, then left. And that was it. Ron showed.