You know it will hurt and you know I will not be gentle.”She winced and moaned at hearing my intentions. Many times we discussed her past failed att...mpts at anal sex. She always stopped when it hurt too much. Sadly, the men she had let try were always too fearful to push on. She wanted it and I knew it. She knew I had been brutal this way before. She knew at this moment it was going to happen.I moved my free hand underneath her to her crotch. I found her just as wet as I suspected. I told her. Naturally, I ached to wear them and touch my little hard on with them!I would go into the bathroom, lock the door and put those wonderfully exciting gloves on. Instinctively, I would crave the feeling of my smooth rubber gloved fingers on that hard little prick. I knew nothing about jacking off. I would just rub it and wiggle it between my thumb and forefinger. Again, Instinctively, I felt it was something naughty and embarrassing if I were to be caught. Being so young, locking the door was. Hurriedly closing the door, he carried the package over to his computer and, dropping into the chair, began to open it with eager hands. If his parents had of been present, they would have remarked on how reminiscent the scene was to many Christmas' when Steve was young. Removing the 'plain brown wrapping', Steve tossed it negligently aside and pulled open the side of the garishly decorated box. Upending it, he emptied the contents onto the floor and looked them over. First, he. “No, I’ve been calling her all day, nothing.” We sat in silence for a moment before he said his next words. “Look you’re a lovely girl” I finished the sentence for him. “But you love Harriet and your sister, and I was a mistake. I get it, it’s fine I’ll get out of your hair.” I got up to leave, but I felt a firm grip around my wrist. “No, that wasn’t what I was going to say.” He kept hold of my wrist so I had no choice but to sit down. “I mean yes, I do love them both very much. But If I’m.