The hands stopped. I was shaking. I think I was quivering, really. The speaker called me a 'trashy pig' and a 'slut' and then he slapped my right ass ...heek very hard. It took my breath away. He slapped my left ass cheek. Right. Left. He called me 'filthy piglet' and kept smacking my ass till..."Laura's voice trailed off. Meanwhile, as Laura had been talking, the Dean was sliding his fingers over Laura's clit, down along the entrance to her pussy, and underneath, almost touching her asshole. Her. I don’t think I could have stood up if the building was falling down, my legs felt like they were made of jelly. ‘I must say it made my day rather interesting.’ He was so non-challant about the whole situation. At least I knew he wasn’t embarrassed about it, but I guessed he hadn’t been affected by it either. He looked nice and rested, and me I probably looked like a wilting flower! The waitress came over and delivered our drinks. Reese let go of my hand to sign for them, much to my. Henri placed me on my knees and bent me over as his cock head came in contact with my puckered asshole. After a bit of probing, he decided to use his fingers to open me up. First inserting one finger and then a second one. Then I felt a cold liquid being poured on my hole.Apparently, he was using some lubricant. Then his cock head replaced the fingers and he slowly pressed forward. My sphincter was being stretched, and finally, with a loud popping sound the knob of his cock entered my ass.. He seemed to remember the touch of their lips as they kissed, first atthe wedding when pronounced husband and wife and then as they spent thefirst night of their honeymoon as husband and wife.Ken even swore he could smell the sweat of their bodies as they madelove for the first time that first night of their life together. Heloved the way it felt to have Peter's body pressed against his. It evenmade him feel more feminine as he gave up his virginity to Peter thatnight.Then there was the part of.