Then it's his tongue. Then it's on my neck. He is licking my neck as he pushes his black cock into my hole. It is stretching my hole, but doesn't real...y hurt. He took his time preparing and fingering my ass that it just slides in. I can feel his warm cock sliding in.. inch by inch. I can almost feel the outline of his cock sliding through my fuck tunnel. I'm on my knees and he is riding me now like dog fucking his bitch. I feel dirty and it makes my cock hard as a rock. I feel a drop of pre-cum. When he took me into the shower next, I found out why. He took both of our anal virginities there in our own shower, right after each other. It was as painful as it was scary. Joe left on Sunday once to get us food, and came back with Plan B, which we were both quite thankful for. The sex continued until Monday, when he had us shower individually again and helped us get dressed. It was strange how kind he was acting, but was stranger was how that weekend actually helped fix the problems between. She wanted to “feel” in her room. She wanted to “feel” his lips and his tongue up inside her pussy and she so badly wanted to masturbate knowing that it was that hunk of a man, her brother in law Frederick. As she read it, she imagined his tongue inside her panties, and before too much longer she found her fingers “crawling” and finding their way into her panties as well. Seeing as there was no real Frederick there to do the job Beth Ann found that she had to do it all herself. No, good ole. “Where is the bathroom?” She asked. “No. Do it here,” I said, smiling. She looked surprised and hesitated. Then after another quick look around the room she reached up under her short skirt and, lifting her ass off the chair slightly, pulled her panties down, sliding them down over her slim, pale thighs and off over her heels. “Give them to me,” I told her. Screwing the small thong up in her hand she passed it over the table trying to hide it. I took the panties from her and looked at them,.