' I gritted my teeth as Mitchel pressed steadily against my bung hole till my other anal sphincter muscle ring begin to spread. I gasped for air as hi... massive head parted my bung hole till it snapped tight past his penile ridge. My outer anal sphincter muscle ring gripped tightly around the neck of his enormously massive penile shaft. Mitchel sighed deeply saying '...damn bitch, this ass hole tighter than a real pussy, shyt...' I hyper ventilated as Mitchel pulled back and pushed forward.. She said that they had spent a long time practicing, but now it was time to have some fun. She pressed play on the audio system and let the Latin rhythms ooze out of the speakers.Tonight, dancing for Scott and Emma was what dancing was sometimes just meant to be, a mating ritual, a prelude to something more. Emma smiled as she danced, because she was celebrating. She felt like a new woman, reborn. Scott too, smiled as he danced, because he knew that very soon they would take their dance on to a. The evening started with a small group of us (who are in our mid 20’s) meeting up at the local pizza parlor for a quick bit to eat, then we all headed over to Surf-Sides Tavern which is our local bar. As the night went on I watched as the gang enjoying their multiple dinks and started laughing as a few of our friends began feeling the effects. Since I was the designated driver, I wasn't drinking much but it was enjoyable to watch them get drunk for a change!As the night went on we talked about. He laughs and tells me that he just wants me to relax. After dinner is over Mike tells me to go into the living-room and sit by the fire. He will be there in a minute. I’m sitting on the couch with my feet propped up on the coffee table when Mike comes in with someone who I think is the waiter. I look up as he and Chad enter and wonder why he is still here. He seems to read my thoughts and looks right into my eyes and says, “Darling, this is your birthday present.” “What do you mean my birthday.