Each time she moved he felt this weird pleasurable feeling inside him. Enough of a feeling that it had spurred his cock into life... growing to nearly...six inches. Sira too had seemed to notice the changes in the sounds of his groaning, it was becoming slightly less pain filled and almost like he was enjoying it at times. "Whats that? Are you starting to enjoy having your ass raped? What a nasty little sissy you are... does it feel good? Having a cock over twice the sizes of yours breaking you?". Then the throbbing sensation hit me and I groaned.This had happened twice before now. I'd known Zack for about five years, having met when I was nine and he was ten, quickly becoming best friends; pretty much inseparable since then. But not until this time last week had I dreamt about him. And they always turned sexual and I never refused him but we never got far enough for things to get interesting. What was I thinking? He was a guy! My best friend! I guess I did love him, but in that way?RING. Like many guys his age, he sports the traditional crew cut, mustache, goatee, and baseball cap. Years of service as a Marine and later as a construction worker have given his 5'9" body broad shoulders, defined biceps, and thighs of steel. His piercing blue eyes have melted the hearts of every woman he's ever dated, and he hopes that Sarah, walking the beach with him, feels the same.A few years older, Sarah is a leggy blonde with deep green eyes and equal height. She works out diligently and. " I know," Rhonda said.Chief Richards escorted us to the room where they had Abby. I got attacked again. This time it was a cute little blond. "Abby," I told her once she had settled down. "This is Rhonda Sinclair. She's the lawyer who got Kat and I out and now, with Chief Richards help, we're going to get you out. Before we can do that, I need you to sit down with a police officer and tell them everything. From the time before you left home, right up until today. Can you do that?" You told me.