Ponce... please." He reached for my cock and stroked me as if he were milking a cow. "Is that what you want, Matthew?" Exasperated, I said "YES! Make ...e your little whore" "Then beg "Robert," not Mr. Ponce." At the time, I didn't have the mental capacity to understand the significance of this for him, but I did it anyway. "Fuck me, Robert... Open my whole and make it yours... please, Robert...please." He lubed up his cock with some of his spit, grabbed my hips, and slowly slid into me. His. "The girl was now cowering against the headboard of her bed. Kathy felt bad about scaring her. "I heard you crying," she said softly. "What's wrong?" Go 'way!" I don't have anywhere to go," Kathy felt a sob welling up. "This looks like my room," she wailed, "BUT IT'S ALL DIFFERENT."The two blondes stared at each other through their tears."You look just like me," the girl on the bed said finally, "but where are your clothes?" I'm wearing clothes." No you're not, you're naked." I am not," Kathy. Margaret had been very concerned. Sally had seemed so angry when she had told her that her daddy wouldn't be getting home tonight. She hadn't seemed to soften even after she had explained the circumstances to her, but she seemed a little better now she thought, relieved at not having to address the situation.Margaret tried but couldn't hold back a laugh as she looked at what Sally was holding up to her. The macho male figurine that had been so casually cast aside looked anything but, after what. Evening training would be oral sex for me. You might imaging the pure pleasure of two young girls wanting to give you blow jobs, but I warn there was pain. From teeth and mistakes I left sore my self. About 1 am I had all I wanted. out the window I went. I did keep the date the next day, walked to a private place and got the first sex with this girl. She tired hard but got so sore. She had not have sex but once her self. I could not orgasm due to pain and stress of the day before. So I faked.