She screamed again.Then, I put a thin condom on my dick and put it in her ass crack and started moving it to and fro. She moaned. After doing this for...a while, I grabbed her ass and spanked her one more time. She screamed.Then I quickly put my dick into her butthole and pushed it in. She screamed in her loudest voice and began to cry. Her asshole was virgin. She never had anal sex. So the pain was somehow obvious. Still, I didn’t care less.I started moving my dick to and fro and mausi continued. I eventually wandered across from Victoria Secret where I was greeted by mom and daughter, wearing their brand new purchases. Their old bras stuffed into their bags and their "new" breasts pressing tightly against their tops as if screaming to get out. They did, despite the mental roadblocks I tried to put up, look very good."What do you think? And Mom too! Who would have thought? She's not usually the dress up type." asked Janet, moving about side to side so I could get a good look at her. Matt was right about that. He was the only one that didn’t get a heads-up. I still feel kinda bad about that.”“Well, I think it kind of pales by comparison to this,” I told her. “Besides, he’s so far over that now that he’d be surprised you still think about it. Look at it from his perspective. That was the last catalyst he needed before he and I could talk and actually find each other. I doubt it’s a happy memory for him, but he sees it as leading to so many other happy memories that it. I keep talking to her whenever I got a chance to do so. Finally, I asked for her mail id, and we used to talk to each other through mails it took a week to ask for her mail id, even for which she was hesitant as me being a stranger and we kept on talking through mails got to know about each other formally for some days and finally, she gave me her number. She told me that she was scared that I am a regular kind of guy who is after girls and that’s the reason she was reluctant in giving her mail.