"Let me get you something to slip into," she called overher shoulder. "You'll love it."Chapter EightWaking up in a strange bed is one thing. Waking up...wearing a silkynightshirt was even stranger. Not unpleasant, mind you. Just strange.After brushing my hair out of my face, I took a moment to stretch out inbed, going over in my mind the events of the previous day and wonderingwhere I was going with this. I knew there was more to it than a simplelark, an excuse I'd relied upon the previous week. I slowly inserted my dick into her ass as she sucked on Bob’s dick. She moaned as I pushed in every inch of my dick into her tight ass. Her ass was tight, but I wasn’t planning being on gentle so I stretched her ass to the limit by trying to go balls deep into her ass every time.She loved it.“Fuck my ass, more, more, more!” she screamed.Then Bob smacked her across the face with his fat dick and she opened her mouth wide for her dinner. Bob humped her face in synch with. It took weeks of practice before I could do it without having to think. Gradually, it became second nature.The film showed this ‘new woman’ walking, first clumsily, then confidently, then – I had to admit – alluringly. There were fragments of conversation in which the pitch of her voice fell no lower than a seductive contralto. And her appearance was striking; not delicate, not pretty, but an eye-catching body with flowing blonde hair, oval face, full lips, firm bust, shapely legs, and a. I felt his warm breath on my ass. Without moving he said to Jane, “Tommy knows better than to pull this kind of shit, must have been your first time?" he said in my direction. He was quiet for a moment and I felt his beefy thumb run down my taint and to the seam of my balls. "You come by the sweat lodge tonight and we’ll sort out Mr. Tom," he softly patted my ass cheek.Jane checked out his injury and gave him some antibiotic cream and he was on his way. I was still straddling the table. Jane.