While the main bout was thrashing in their minds, he grabbed hold of her slender wrists. They were strong, but her skin soft to the touch. He dragged ...er bodily to the bed. She barely had enough control over her actions to put up a resistance. It was weak resistance, but resistance none the less."Get off me asshole!" she screamed. "Keep your filthy hands off me!" You can submit and make this unnecessary," he snarled back. "I don't need you for sex, but I'll use any weapon to control you right. "No" he replies."Would you like to be?" Hmmm, not sure, won't it hurt?" How about we try it and see, I'll be very gentle. If it hurts, just tell me to stop. My cock is so wet, it will likely slip right in and not hurt you at all."Quickly, I drop my pants and shorts. My cock is hard and sloppy wet and I place it against his anus. Very gently I push inwards. Slowly, slowly. I don't want him to feel any hurtful pressure. Suddenly the anus relaxes and my cockhead is inside."Ahhhhh he gasps." Is it. She raised herchest toward Bill’s hand. She whispered to him, “Let’s go to thebedroom. We’ll have more room in there.”Joan started to sit up, but Bill held her firmly to his chest. He slidhis left arm under her legs and, holding her tightly, he stood up.Joan giggled as Bill effortlessly carried the petite teen toward herbedroom. Joan wrapped both of her arms around Bill’s neck and kissed hisneck and ears.When they reached Joan’s bedroom, Bill gently sat her on the edge of hersmall bed. Joan. She shaved, except a triangle of dark, brown pubic hair above her slit. Like me, she was a bottled-blonde. Her clit was hard and peaked out of its little hood. Her lips were thick and dark with passion, and hung swollen out of her slit. She smelled tart and spicy and I had to taste her again. I spread those fat lips and slid my tongue through the wet hole, gathering a mouthful of her delicious honey. Ohh, fuck! Leah moaned. Umm, eat my cunt, slut! I was a slut, for the weekend anyways. When I.