Placed some more lube over his shaft before inserting it in cm by cm…. slowly and steadily. I helped him but reaching behind me and pulling my ass c...eeks apart… I did feel some pain…but nothing I couldn’t endure. I could feel the whole length of his cock inside my tight rectum… I could almost make out the various indurations, the veins, the ridges along his cock with my asshole. It was amazing…like I had another sense of touch…but with the inside lining of my anus. N. pushed in more and more. I couldn't believe it. Ralph wasn't lying. Even more significantly, they both likely got blow jobs, meaning I was the last one standing in terms of sexual experience. We were all virgins, but now I was the only one who hadn't had a blow job.I was instantly jealous and instantly annoyed that I hadn't gone along.I barely listened to the half hour discussion on Death of a Salesman and the many symbols that were rampant through the story as I pondered tomorrow and the possibility of getting my. Holy fuck. Did his eyes deceive him? Was this actually happening?Outside, the rain continued to batter the window, as well as him, but he found that any urge to move away was easily silenced. His brain was trying to tell him to stop looking and walk away, but his eyes, as well as his body, were unwilling to listen to reason. His feet were glued to the spot as he saw her slowly start to stroke his cock, kissing up and down the length, and then sucking on the head. His eyes widened at the same. She moaned softly and pushed down with her hips trapping his hand against the bed. With his other had he brushed a strand of hair off her face, then reached up to grasp her wrists – leaning forwards to kiss her gently on the side of her face. “I’m going to tie your wrists” he whispered in her ear. She said nothing but separated her wrists to allow him to tie each with one of her silk scarves to the bars on the headboard. Taking his time he placed light feathered kisses from the sensitive skin.