It tried to keep the invader out but it started to hurt. “Take a deep breath and slowly let it out. Relax, in, hold it, and hold it, ooouuut.” I ...id as he said and as I exhaled his shaft eased past the gates of my sphincter and slid far into the sultry depths of my RECTUM! I couldn’t help but let out a groan of pleasure as it entered. “GOD! IT FEELS SO NICE IN THERE!!! YOUR BUTT IS SO TIGHT! Then it starting going back and forth like his finger did had. It felt sooooo GOOD!!! The sensations. It had been years since Ed lived by himself. He was lonely and depressed. It was winter and my husband Jon suggested he take a break from the cold of Chicago and visit us in Arizona. I always enjoyed Ed and welcomed his visit. The first week was a bit strained. Ed was uncomfortable and stressed. I tried to get him to take part in various activities however, except for meals, he preferred staying in his room watching TV or reading. Monday, Ed slept late while Jon and I ate breakfast. Jon left. I simply refused to believe it. I trusted her implicitly, more so than anyone I’d ever met. I’d trust Linda with my life. And the thought came unbidden, if someone put a governor in your head, wouldn’t they program it to make you trust them? Fuck. What did I know about Linda? She’d been in town for a mere 4-5 months. Ask a dozen of her clients and you’ll get a dozen different answers what she does. She’s a counselor, a hypnotherapist, a practitioner of biofeedback technology. Even a guru, a. OK, a couple more stories about that place. I'm walking down the main trail one day, broad daylight, and right on the side of the trail, not in the bushes or anything, two guys are laying on their sides totally naked, I mean TOTALLY NAKED, and this huge fat guy is fucking this young slim k**, spooning. And they both look up, but they just keep on fucking, and I can't see the fat guy's cock, cuz it's in the k**'s ass for one thing, and hidden mostly by the guy's belly for another, but the k** is.