” She winced. “I’m not here to stir up trouble. Duncan asked me to come, but I wasn’t sure it was a good idea. It’s why I couldn’t send a ...etter, in case it found its way into the wrong hands. It’s also why I wanted to see you first; if you believe my presence here will be a problem, I’ll go.” The queasy expression on her face said she might prefer it that way, even though I couldn’t imagine she’d come all this way just to want to leave. “I should really just go.”“No, are you kidding? You can’t. .. Yeah ... Maybe..." His cock throbbed in my hand and I wrapped my fingers tightly around the base. He was so thick I couldn't get completely around it."You were thirteen so I was just ... What?" I whispered, teasing him. "Eleven? Twelve years old? And you wanted to fuck me, Greg?" Jesus, Annie..." He glanced at me and lifted his hips slightly, feeling the pressure of my small fist wrapped around his swollen cock."Did you think about fucking my ass, Greg?" I started breathing harder too and. Basically that's what we did most of the time when we were in the bar. And often than not, we would bet on silly things, i.e. like who's going to the toilet first or who would get hit on first, or whose drink the bartender would serve first although that usually was me, or who could hold on the longer without going to the toilet. And the things we bet for were drinks where the loser had to buy. I felt really happy to be with him. But this time, instead of buying drinks, Luther came up with an. He raised me up and put me over his cock. He placed his cock at the entrance to my hole and slowly put the tip in. "This will be tight and hurt the first time but you will adjust to me and you will love me to fuck your hole many many times. i wan to fuck you and hear you scream as you cum." he told me. He then pushed more cock in my tight hole. It did hurt and felt like it would never fit but I began to stretch and adjust to the big cock and it felt good in me. He then began to fuck my tight.