I was, at the same time, both excited and a bit nervous. At the end ofour previous meeting, Hannah and I had shared a long and enthusiasticsnog. Now I...consider myself 'straight' and had never kissed a man beforethat. However, as I convinced myself at the time, I viewed Hannah not asa man but as a woman. In the same vein, however, I had to think ofmyself as a woman also. Did that make the two of us 'lesbians'? I didn'tknow; it was all too confusing!What is different now however was that I will. I wiggle and push to try to force my way in. Not painful, just difficult. Tingling again, in her pussy. It's slight but it's something. I check the pussy with my other hand, a little wet. I press more into the tight sphincter. And I pop a tiny knuckle in. The tingling increases a bit. I wiggle the finger around inside her asshole, and with my other hand I start lightly rubbing her pussy, where a tiny clit is hiding under there somewhere. The feeling of having to pee starts to creep up. I prod a. Dekha vha vo bhi akeli khadi h. Or ro rhi thi.M unke pass gya or pucha kya hua? Khti yr tumhare mama mera kabhi sath nhi dete vo hmesha mujhse dur rhte h kabhi dhang se sex nhi krte. Mne mami ke mathe ko chuma or kha ab m hu na koi tention lene ki jarurat nhi h.Fir unhone ne mujhe dekha or mne unke hotho ko chusna shuru kar diya vo bhi mera pura sath de rhi thi. Meri jibh unke or unki jibh mere mu k andr bhar hoye ja rhi thi. 5 min tk smuch mrne k bad m unke gle pr love bite dene lga or unhe ne. I didn’t care anymore. “Not loud enough. I want the neighbors to know that youare my cock sucking, faggot, sissy, little bitch boy.NOW!” With that, she slapped my balls. I howled. “I’m your bitch,” I cried out. “Fuck yourbitch, mommy. Fuck him good.” I didn’t know what shewanted to hear. I just yelled out whatever depravedthoughts came to my head. She brought her hand back. She lifted my hips more. Iwas basically turned upside down. She.