Again Michael said nothing, but when I was decently dressed, he wrapped his jacket around my shoulders, followed it with his arm and we began the long...unsteady, uphill walk back to his house, followed by two large, muscular friends from the rugby club. * Half an hour later we were back in his bedroom. “I’m so sorry,” I cried, sitting on his bed. The journey home had passed in near silence, as had my showering and changing into my short night dress and a pair of panties. I didn’t usually. Next I feel my wife's hand on my cock and fen's mouth, once nice and wet, they guid me to Babs, 1 each side they pull her ass checks apart and guide my cock into her tight ass, ads my cock slides in I feel my wife and fen's tongue licking my balls soon I am pounding her ass for all I am worth she is coming from the fingering she is getting from the other 2, my balls tense, I pull out and unload my spunk all her black ass, soon the girls are up and cleaning her back with their tongues licking my. ” I replied through tears, catching my breath.He picked me up and turned me over. Then he tried to stuff his bulging cock into my tight little boy hole. As he did, I yelped and cried. “Too big” he said, defeated. “Damn.”He turned me back over and fucked my throat for a few minutes until he shot his load into my mouth. He forced me to swallow and then sent me to shower and get to bed. I did so quickly. I cried myself to sleep.The creaking of my bedroom door woke me up as I saw a shadowy figure. I heard the tense whine of drawn crossbows, and the click of them being set. I stopped. There were five of them above the gate. They stood there, waiting for me to make a move. I took one step forward. The bows released at once, and I shot into a combat roll, leapt out of it, and sprinted. The whine, the click, the twang. Five more bolts whistled through the air, and I stopped abruptly. They ricocheted before me, and I snatched one from the air that was redirected to my chest. The rank smell of.