“Is that what the women you bed call it?” she asked with her eyes wide.“Nope,” he replied without further elaboration.“What’s that suppose... to mean?”“It means they don’t call it anything because there have never been any.”“What!” she screamed, utterly incredulous. “You’re a man, and men fuck women.”“And you’re a woman,” he replied. “What do you call it when a man is fucking you?”Now Kim was standing up straight. She had withdrawn her hand from his cock and now stood up straight with her hands. I was moaning from the pressure but she didn’t care, she would just say “stop moaning like a whore.” Finally she turned off the water. As she removed the enema plug she immediately pushed a larger plug inside me. It was pretty big and stretched me as it went in, once it was in my ring locked tight around it. Tara then began pumping it up, Making the part inside me wider and wider, ensuring the water didn’t leak out. When she was satisfied she removed the pump and the plug stayed firmly in, no. "You guys ... you're making me sound like a pervert!"Katie and I made eye contact. We both knew what was unspoken between us. Sooner or later, we'd have full anal sex, rather than just playing around with it, as we'd been doing.I waited for Katie to respond. "Don't worry, Andy. Pete and I finger each other's bum-holes all the time, it's just a matter of time before he puts his cock in me, there."She smiled and winked at me. "Besides, I read in one of my dad's dirty magazines that's how cousins. Attempting to imagine and feel the scene completely, I would describe to him how I would snuggle up to him on the couch, resting my head on his shoulder and caressing his strong chest. My hand slowly reaching further down while caressing, I would kiss him gently in the neck, teasing his earlobe with my lips, circling his ear with my tongue. As my hand reached his belt I would then kneel in front of him and gently caress the bulge in his pants while unbuckling the belt and pulling down on the.