Nonetheless, he kept repeating “Yes, lube it. Lube it good. It’s in your best interest, pussy boy”.He had slowly inserted a third finger. And...they were deep. I had stopped sucking. My mouth automatically disengaged, but this time, he didn’t stop me. My eyes and mouth were wide open. I must have looked like a fish outside of the water. I squealed like a girl and kept a lingering lament probably for minutes. As the pain traveled across my spine to all expanses of my body and back, my face. Instead, he had this very serious, intense look on his face that I will never forget. I quickly stopped my giggling and looked down at our two touching genitals. And I focused my attention on making sure that I kept holding my pussy crack wide-open for Freddy's dick.Once he had his dick-head up inside of my vagina, Freddy finally let go of his dick-shaft and placed his hands on my hips, one on each side. And he firmly held onto my pelvis.Then he began rocking his hips back and forth, very. By early evening it seemed like the backyard was full of people. Ann had brought another pitcher of those drinks over and Dave and I had been made to drink several more during the afternoon.Then, around five that evening, Roy led me out to a blanket that had been spread out on the grass. I noticed two men standing nearby with large, professional looking cameras which were both pointed right at me. But I didn't mind.Roy wrapped his arms around me and kissed me for a moment. Then he announced,. Daraufhin grinste Tina mich unverschaemt an und sagte, sie haette da einen dunkelblauen Rock geerbt -- dabei holte sie ihn doch glatt aus ihrem Schulranzen heraus -- und braeuchte nun eine nicht gar so dicke Strickstrumpfhose dazu. Da sie persoenlich aber Roecke, Kleider und Strumpfhosen nicht ausstehen koenne, wisse sie auch nicht so recht, welche Groesse diese SH haben muesse."Wie gross bist du denn", fragte die Verkaeuferin Tina."151", war ihre Antwort, so dass ihr Strumpfhosen in der.