Then, with his fingers still in my butt, he brought his lips to my ear and whispered “I'm going to fock you like a guy focks a girl now, would you l...ke that?”. I nodded and shouted “Yes, oh yes, my love. Fock me like a girl, put your cock deep inside me!”. He did just that, gently. It hurt a little until he put it all of the way in, and let my anus (I guess I should now call it my vagina) adjust. When he started to move, I began to lose my mind. I spent much of that time fading in and out of. The first one i went to was some old irish guy playing Daniel O`fuckin Donnell all morning long,i couldn`t get out fast enough.I knocked on the next flat and a woman answered,blonde hair and a little make up,black leggings and a pink jumper,a purple bra strap on show,a very warm welcoming lady invited me in and i made my way to the kitchen through her living room.The living room was full of photos on the wall,typical for an older lady but most were of a young blonde girl posing on professional. The author encourages the practice of safe-sex. ——— ————- Keith Brooks was in no small amount of pain and discomfort as he sat in Mr. Primley’s office. Mr. Primley was the principal of Springfield High School, and was by all accounts a decent enough fellow, but he looked about as furious as his pasty face would allow. Keith was the blonde-haired, blue-eyed American dream. He was a handsome, eighteen year old boy and was going to have one last great summer playing baseball and hopefully bringing. “Dimple?”I had spoken her name clearly, but not too loud. No reaction. I tried touching her elbow too, and still she didn’t move a muscle. I swallowed a large amount of drool, gently reached out and placed my hand on her thigh. She was very warm and I got afraid that my cold hand might wake her. But she didn’t move, so I boldly proceeded to slowly glide my hand up her thigh. When I was just a fraction away from her exposed pussy lip she sighed. I quickly raised my hand a bit to lessen the.