My little whore...you love it...come on...”He remembered suddenly that he should be trying to come. The pain would be less if only he could come. Th...n the man would use the spunk as lube and it wouldn't hurt quite as bad. But there was no pleasure in this, how could he possibly? This was all his fault for liking it when his girlfriend spanked him. He was a glutton for pain, and now the universe was giving him as much pain as it could.“Fine, stay soft. I love using your hole. Just for me.” he. “Hi! It’s nice to see you here.” Anitha said.“Yea, you too. I was hoping to catch on this weekend.” I wrote back.“Yea me too!”“Hey thanks for writing that email. It was very encouraging to read such feedback. Its emails like yours that make the effort of writing my experiences on paper worth while.” I said.“Really? I usually don’t email or give feedback, but your experience of “Was I wrong?” Was so real, I felt compelled. It was as if you were pouring yourself out.” Anitha wrote.“Well it was. His face was alongside mine, up close and personal, as I turned to answer him, ‘Its big and fat’ I said and turned back to continue looking at the object of my mounting desire. His hand was now on my slim waist and sliding down my flank, stopping momentarlily on my knicker line, where he gave it a playful tug causing it to snapped back onto my skin. ‘Ouch!’ I said without turning my head, or making any objections to his probings. I was in a state of arousal looking and savouring this visual. "Hey mom...grandma. Mom, the underwear fits crazy good and the colors arecool. I'm gonna go see if Jason is doing anything. I'll be back around5."Both Amanda and Susan just stared at Jessie in a little disbelief. Therehe was in his raggy shoes, worn out sweat pants and a very feminine pinkcamisole with tiny lace stitching and spaghetti straps. Was his chestlarger or did it just seem that way since the camisole was so tight? Inany case, the snug fabric definitely showcased his budding.