I moaned. I felt him twist his finger back and forth and then, all of the sudden, it was in me. I moaned as he slid it in. I felt pressure but it wasn...��t painful. He slowly moved his finger in and out of my ass. My heart was pounding now.How does that feel baby?Good, I replied.I’m going to switch to my middle finger now and go a bit deeper. I once again heard the lube bottle snap as he lubed up his other finger. He again pressed on my hole and then slid it right in. He kept switching between. "Oh my God!" Kendall said when she first laid eyes on the size of my husband's semi-hard cock. It was just hard enough to stand erect and even semi-hard like this Kendall was admirably impressed. "Bring that yummy looking cock over here so I can get a better look!"Roger walked over to the bed and Kendall gave me one last kiss then turned to Roger and his man-tool. She wrapped a hand around it as if she was measuring its diameter and judging just how much it would stretch her pussy out. She. .. creates so many expectations. They're so difficult to live up to."I squeezed her hand. "It's a deal."She squeezed my hand in return and asked, "Have you chosen a piece for the drama club next week?" Uh, well... something from The Sound and the Fury." Oh. Faulkner." Yes." Good. That's very clever, sticking with a story about people and places you should be very familiar with." Very familiar. Sixty miles from Memphis." Oh, that's right. Faulkner lives in Oxford, Mississippi." She looked up at. "Leslie tried to walk away, but Jim called her back. "Draw a name from this box," Jim said as he held the smaller of the yellow boxes about Leslie's head, "and read the lucky winner's name." Natalie Allen." No!" I didn't know where Nat was, but I could hear her voice.Jim called Natalie to the ring. He had to call her twice. She was crying uncontrollably as she entered the mud pit.Nat was our house president. Nobody would ever confuse her with an athlete. She had a small body, not a perfect one,.