He grinned as, brick-red, Michael confessed to his 4” shortcoming in the erection department, and his correspondingly miniature peanuts. “Hey!” ...e objected furiously. “I’m a tiny little guy! What do you expect!”David couldn’t help laughing. He stopped filming as Michael fumed. “Calm down. We’ll edit it out. You’re doing just fine, Michael.”“Fuck. Let’s get this over with.”Placing the dildo and KY on David’s nightstand, he introduced the bed. “David’s bed. This is where I’ll take the challenge. He likes me to come and then he fucks my asshole. This is what we've been doing for the last few days. I'm officially his "gym whore slut." I never dreamed that my new job was fucking for grades. I'm not even getting paid, I'm paid with an "A." I should have thought this out better. I never in a million years thought I'd be his slut. We didn't talk much when I went to his office. It became like a routine and we had it down to about an hour. I didn't mind fucking him, but I did mind, that it was. It was fatter than the tip of a banana but easier to take deep because it was smooth. My throat flooded with thick, slippery juice. I forced my face toward Mark's curly mat of hair. The spasms quickly subsided, and my throat seemed to welcome the intrusion. The initial shock of what was happening subsided, and I became aware of what I was doing.I imagined they were mine and cupped the older boy's balls. They felt different than my own, yet the same. I worked them around in my hand, growing more. He removed his rock-hard erection from the depths of her pussy and asked her if she had ever done anal.“No, please don’t! I’m not ready,” she begged, although secretly she wanted to experience what others had never done to her.Jeff roughly turned the singer around so that she was facing one of the mirrors. He forced her to lean over and grab the counter. His cock still covered in Britney Spears’ pussy juices; he placed it on her asshole, grabbed her hips and commanded her to spread her long.