There was nothing I could do. I could barely even move enough to speak. "I'm sorry." Tell me you're a bitch!" she ordered."You're a bitch!" I answered... It hurt, but what was she going to do, kill me?She let my legs go and then turned me around. I forgot all about fair play. I clawed at her and even tried to bite her, but it was no use. She was just too damned strong.Soon, I was on my back, with my arms held fast under her legs. She had my legs hooked underneath her arms and then she began to. Don’t tell my husband, but I’ve read some of your erotica and it’s very good.”She blushed clear to her toes, “Ah-ah, you read my erotica. Isn’t that against church rules?”Sue laughed, “It may be, but I go by my own rules and let God direct me not a bunch of church going people who are mostly hypocrites. Shhh don’t tell them I said that last part.”Deana giggled, “I won’t if you tell me your favorite kind of erotic story.” Sue swallowed hard, and fought back the tears, then decided what to heck. Slowly his hands moved up to where the halter was tied and without warning, it was unfastened and the top fell to my waist, exposing my breasts to the cool night air as it blew in from the window. My nipples hardened instantly, whether from the breeze or the wave of arousal. I just knew I wanted his hands on me. ‘That’s much better,’ he whispers his hands cupping my breasts, teasing the nipples and rubbing his thumbs over the sensitive tips. I moaned as he continued playing with my nipples. He started to finger my ass with the Vaseline and when he was trying to work in a fourth finger I took a hit on the poppers. His fingers went right in. He then tried to shove his cock in me but couldn't line it up. I handed him the poppers, took his cock in my hand and lined it up with my anal opening. He took a hit on the poppers (later telling me his first time) and shoved his meat in me. Thank God I had on the gag caused I was screaming! His cock hurt like nothing I every felt before. He was.