..." I babbled as his cock forced its way deeper into my churning ass guts.The intense combination of pleasure and pain sent jolts of electricity from...my ass and cunt all over my thrashing body as I bucked and wiggled my hips trying to ease Daddy's entry.Suddenly Sammie was between my wide spread thighs and gave a thrust forward with her slim hips and I felt what must have been a strap on dildo slipping easily into my gushing cunt, the overwhelming ecstasy of both my fuck holes stuffed full had. It was sort of strange that the only one in our house to wear a uniform in and out the front door every day was a female but most of the men were a long way away except for those lucky enough to classify as "4F" on the induction examination. I think the worse insult at that time was to be called 4F. In all honesty, it was even worse than being called a "Faggot". I wasn't quite sure exactly what a faggot was, but I knew it had to be bad because it almost always started a fight.My Aunt Charlotte. I felt like I conquered men sexually. There was nothing like getting a tall, masculine and strong guy to tremble all over and call begging to do it again. I could make a guy do anything I wanted in bed. My husband on the other hand had only been with 3 other people and he ‘made love’ to them. Sex was gentle and loving while mine was raw and exciting. Many women would want a man like that. I could enjoy sex like that occasionally. But for the most part I need wild passionate kinky sex. I want. She was gasping and squirming, and the fact that she still had her brains was the only thing that kept her from collapsing into a puddle of heat and need. I wasn’t finished yet, however. ‘What’s wrong, sweetie?’ I said. ‘Dammit, Erica! Meoowwwwww! Stop!’ said Chrissie. She was wriggling, and her skin seemed to be getting darker. ‘Why? Are you getting awoused?’ I said, my fingers working her sensitive nipples. ‘Oh! Stop! Oh! Dammit! Oh!’ said Chrissie. Her eyes were beginning to slant and her.