Then I felt his swollen cockhead press against my tight anal ring. It felt so much different from his fingers, less sharp, smoother, warmer… bigger....He slowly began pushing it against me.It did not go in at first, and it took him several more tries before my hole started to open. I felt just the tip of his cockhead spread my ass, but still not quite all the way. He increased the pressure against my virgin hole, slowly, pushing harder and harder.“Unggg, mmmmmmm, yes,” he sighed.All of a sudden,. She is more than mildly conservative in her dress. The decor in her home is entirely predictable, as is her sex life. She has slept with only one man in her life, always in the missionary position, and always, and only, on Sunday mornings, before church.There are about as many different religions, sects and quasi-religious organizations in this country as you care to count. Some of these are "laid back", mellow and easy going, others have established rules of conduct to which each member is. I took my cigar out and spit on my hand, rubbing her up her cunt real good with it. I spit on my dick, put my cigar back in my mouth, and rubbed my spit all over my cock. I put my dick between her legs and she put her hand underneath herself and pushed my cock inside her pussy. I pulled up so I was all way in her and started fucking her, blowing smoke behind her ear, and calling her baby. Every time I banged into her, she’s moaning and saying, “Fuck me, Guy!”It was getting fucking cold out on. What he found amazing was that he could be so turned on with a girl involved with Clete, so dark-skinned that he looked like he applied black boot polish regularly to keep from getting too pale. Though Nancy had told Mark that she loved him many, many times, he supposed that a young and lonely girl needed someone. And Clete had his qualities, among them his Olympian musculature and an overpowering aura of masculinity, but Mark wondered how young Nancy had wound up with him when there must be.