Do I ask? I decide to listen.“You squeeze it out of the tube onto her asshole.” I hear. “Just do it, and stop complaining.”“Yea. OK. I’...l ooze it up and just watch.”Oh. Oh. These guys are going for anal sex. I’ve never had that before. I’ve always been the one in control and calling the shots, and I’ve never been curious about anal sex. I try to dissuade them.“So you want anal sex? How are you going to turn me over for that? If you let me up, I’m getting dressed. I have zero interest. I settled in and drifted off to sleep. I was awoken by the movement of my pillow. As my eyes adjusted to the dim light emitted from the alarm clock, I noticed her crouching beside the bed. "Caitlin?" I asked as she jumped and quickly sat on the edge of the bed. "What's wrong, Princess?" "Daddy, I had a bad dream. Can I lay in here for a while?" "Yes, I suppose so." I mumbled as I rolled onto my side and scooted my ass over to make room. As I slipped my hand under my pillow to move it with. When I did that, he stepped even closer to me and filled my mouth with his penis. I started choking. He was thrusting in and out very forcefully at this point and I got really scared. He grabbed one of my hands and made me cup and squeeze his giant balls. It was a very strange feeling. It was like I was outside of my body and standing back watching this stranger fuck me in the mouth. I wanted to stop, but couldn’t (or just didn’t?). The whipped cream was gone at this point and I started to. "As I said earlier, you are incorrigible." Guilty as charged."Mark brought their tea over to the table and sat down opposite."Darling," he said. "There are two things we have to discuss. They're both important but one more than the other."Victoria sobered immediately. "Go on," she said."This chap you're going to the Ball with, Charles Fitzmaurice." Ye-es?" It was a slightly belligerent tone of voice."Rumour has it that he considers himself to be a bit of a lady's man." So? Do you think I can't.