I could feel her breasts against my chest and occasionally my hardening cock would touch her thigh, but only for an all too frustrating second. Then I...felt a cold wetness on the fingers of what had to be Molly behind me, zeroing quickly onto their target nestled between my ass cheeks. “Relax and enjoy your wife.” I heard her say and I moaned as I tried and I felt her fingernail find my puckered hole. Ann was kissing and biting on my bare neck as I stood there helplessly being overwhelmed by. When I heard this a bulge starting appearing on my trousers. I cooled down and started thinking about geography, ever lasting drought before P.E. It was a strange new world this of mine, I had always been told men are to like girls yet, they never really appealed to me. Now on Christmas and whenever I saw my family the usual question of if I already had a girlfriend would swamp me like a tidal wave. I could never tell an almost Amish family that I was very, very fond of men.Back to the present. ..the man said to get on your stomach, bitch, do it or get a beat down and then get fucked...' Slowly I laid to the ground weeping more openly now than before. Charlie moved between my prostrate legs and pushed them open, I felt him lean down over me and rub his semi rigid penis up and down the crack of my butt. He laughed and told Daniel and Bruce '...I'm gonna use Bruce's cum to lube my dick before I stick it in...' Charlie poised his now rigid dick head at the entrance to my anus and begin. Either the ones about her and sex, or about masturbating. I would rather just die. So I asked her out, to the movies Friday night. We went, took her home, and sat around on the sofa in her house. It was a big and very fancy house. Her father was a doctor, my dentist, and very powerful in the town. He was also powerful in life, a serious guy not to get on the wrong side of. Not a guy to have know that I wanted to fuck his daughter, either. It would be a painful slow death. Or to know that I.