It’s something I really never do, not with him, not with Trevor, or anybody else. Joey tried doing me that way some years ago and I didn’t really ...ike how it felt so he never tried fucking my ass again. I wouldn't let him try do it again anyway. Not my thing, perhaps it is now! At first it really hurt and I struggled a bit when I felt the force of the tip of his cock begin to go, or at least trying to go inside my ass. I reached around with both hands and I spread my ass cheeks apart for him.. She was persistent. She wouldn’t let my occasional sullen attitude discourage her from talking to me. I was impressed. She was one person I couldn’t run away…at the time. ‘Well,’ I took a deep breath trying to come up with the right words to explain my side of the story, ‘It’s not that I didn’t want to talk to you, Blue. I just know how I feel and I think it’s too soon to put myself out there where you’re concerned.’ ‘What do you mean ‘put yourself out there’? We can be friends and stuff,’ her. “I want to learn about anal sex.” Stan smiled and leaned back a little, “That's not going to keep him happy.” Sally sunk down in her chair. Her idea was squashed. Then Stan stood up, “You need to sell him on your love. You want him to feel like you're the best thing he could ever want.” Sally looked encouraged but still uncertain. Stan just stood there looking at her. Sally looked at him waiting, eager for his guidance.Stan was bisexual and wanted to teach Sally things. Now he had an. I spent the majority of my time locked in my room that had a very nice n comfy king-size bed, toilet, shower and a camera. Aside from that there was nothing in the room and that is where I spent close to 70% of my time locked up and alone. On occasion I was allowed to play with their daughter and had an hour to be spent in the game room on alternating days.They called us “pets” and gave us petnames. Mine was “Fattie” since I was significantly bigger than all of the other female pets. I was.