„So ist es gut, du kleine schmutzige Schlampe. Hast du es dir heute schon gemacht?“„Ich … n … nein, ich … ich durfte doch nicht, das haben...Sie mir doch gesagt …“„Was für ein kleines braves Nuttchen du doch bist, Josie. Du wolltest es dir aber bestimmt machen, oder? Wolltest dir deine kleine nasse Schlampenfotze wichsen, was? Du bist doch dauergeil, du Hure, ich weiß es ganz genau. Bestimmt wichst du dir mehr als einmal am Tag einen ab. Denkst du dann an die Jungs aus der Schule? Oder an die. I worked my cock inside Sandy's virgin ass as gently as I could, for both of us. My clit had grown super sensitive by then and it actually hurt a little if I pushed too hard. The base of that strap-on was contoured to find my most sensitive places and it usually felt pretty good, but too much of a good thing was still too much. But if that's the price I had to pay for fucking Sandy's ass, then..."Ohhh ... Naaayessss..." Sandy groaned loudly and seemingly torn between asking me to stop and. “Yeah, you’re beautiful,” he said, looking her right in the eye, “you’ve got beautiful eyes.”Shelley giggled, and thanked him for the compliment. “You’ve got nice eyes too,” she said to him, “and it’s nice when you look at me.”He wasn’t quite sure how to take that, but played up to it all the same. “I could look at you all night,” he said.Shelley replied, “Yeah, I’d like that.” Then she leant forward and whispered something in his ear.He looked quite shocked at what she’d said, but simply said,. I felt like I was filled with a fire hydrant. This was only the beginning and I was feeling desperate.John’s pleas to have me relax first fell on deaf ears. Soon in my desperation, he convinced me to listen. He had me take deep, breaths and stay perfectly still until the pain and discomfort eased some. After a good minute of breathing I finally, for a moment, felt like I was back in control of my insides and emotions.In gratitude to John, I made the next move, thankful for his patience. I.