She got off the bed, opened the drawer and pulled out a bottle of baby oil. Cupping her palm, she poured some into it then began to massage my prick a...d her asshole with it. Bending over the bed, she guided my throbbing cock to her asshole. “Oh God, I thought, we are going to have anal sex.” This was too much for me, all my fantasies were coming true. I gently eased my five inch cock into her asshole and slowly drove it in to the hilt. Boy was she tight. She grimaced in pain as I drove it in. I. But not with her! Ever since they had that argument over that hairbrush, and she even forgot why it happened, Karen no longer had a best friend.But then most girls were stupid. Well, they had to be. Putting all that make-up on! Pushing up their tiny breasts to try and make them look bigger! Trying to look like some kind of magazine model or like one of the singers in the girl groups they liked. And for what? For boys who just didn't care anyway. They were more fun just as friends. Okay, you. Besides, Emily thought brightly, it’s probably not like any of it was all that important anyway... Not that Emily was forgetting everything. Heavens, no. Gosh, some of it was too much fun to forget. Or too important. Like that afternoon’s cheerleading practice, for instance. She and Samantha – and Dawn, too, when that sexy little hussy wasn’t busy sneaking off to the boys’ locker room – had put together, like, the best cheerleading routines of all time. Really fast, really peppy, and incredibly. After just a few minutes he heard the door open and she walked in, in hermatching lingerie. Stepping behind him she stimulated the plug with oneand and reached around to rub him over his panties with her other."You did very good, I am very impressed with you" she whispered, stillrubbing. Riley was having trouble concentrating on cleaning up as sheslowly turned him around and began passiotnatly kissing him, licking offthe remaing specs of cum. "In fact, I think you deserve a reward." As.