Daniel painstakingly worked his cock, a little at a time deeper and deeper into my anus. My inner anal sphincter muscle ring put up a vibrantly defens... but suddenly surrendered and opened allowing Daniel's giant cock to seat it's self deep into my rectum. I screamed out in horror as I felt Daniel's enormous cock head enter my inner anal sanctum. I was lost in disbelief as Daniel's abnormally huge fuck tool worked it's way deeper and deeper into my bowels. I could barely breath as Daniel slowly. Willow breathed in the clouds of bimbo perfume. It made her lips curl in a carefree smile.Of course, there was this nagging feeling.Deep down she knew things were wrong. An irritating little voice kept telling her that. She resisted the irritation to make it go away. And it did. The damn voice got weaker and farther between.Is there anything that a good giggle can't fix?Then there was the numb hurt over Tara's apparent lack of interest in her. It had made her feel so... inadequate. She. As his spasms subsided, she caught the cockhead between her lips to drain any remaining fluid. “Oh, yeah!” cried the man as the last drops coated Rumi’s tongue. Some of the man’s cum dropped from Rumi’s chin to her thigh. As the man’s cock gave a few last twitches and began to wilt, Rumi rubbed the cum into her thigh, then slid her hand up over her little breast, and made a show of playing with the cum on her face with her fingers, finishing with a beautiful smile to her customer. The man. They were so satisfied by my attention. Still, none brought me joy, let alone even a contented satisfaction. My ability to perform sexually was, curiously enough, actually increasing, but only when I imagined myself in the situations in the stories while I was making love to my partner. Even then, the fantasies had to be more exotic to keep me aroused. Something was still missing.I remember the painful embarrassment the first time I bought a bra in a department store. My intense curiosity.