It was so big. I never had anything inside my ass except a couple of my own small slender fingers. I could feel him stretch my asshole open. It hurt q...ite a bit but I bit down on the pillow not wanting him to get concerned and stop. Tears rolling down my cheek, the sensation of pain started to become intense pleasure. "Ah fuck you are so tight! my cock feels so good inside of you" he moaned and started spanking my round chubby ass. I cried out as his big balls slapped against me, fucking me. Gone to kitchen and kept rice for boiling and came to room and on lights. At that time water is warm in bathroom. I gone to there and just put my hand in water and I felt it need to wet little. So I decided to came and sit before fire. When I sit before fire I got day dream of Sharmila. In my mind I start to make plan to seduce her. I am imaging her. At that movement I decided to rub my clit while remembering. I removed my panty and sit before fire. That hotness starts to reach my pussy. Simple. "Hello," Ed said, "Hy how would you like to win a Pulitzer Prize? I've got a great story for you. Can you come over my house right now?"Ed received an answer and hung up. He turned to Betty and told her about Hy Symington and what he was planning."Betty, I'm going to have to show Hy the pictures and tell him everything," Ed told her, "Are you OK with that?"Betty nodded her head. She dreaded having to see the pictures again, but she knew that Ed was trying to make sure that she could put this. When he asked them out, the promptly replied no however, and that's where it counted. He was tall, standing an inch under six foot, a base ball player, but not MVP.He had about 15 minutes before the bus came, so Cole quickly grabbed a nutribar, snacking as he prepared himself for the day, notebooks, paper, pencil. He came across something a tad unusual, a small composition book that he had never seen before. He lived with him mom, who was asleep upstairs, so no other siblings could have put it.