He pulled my face close to his and looked into my eyes.“Get your slutty ass on the bed, ass up, bitch!”. He released me and I quickly followed his...orders. I got on the bed on my hands and knees; my ass up ready to go. He got behind me and began to run his cock up and down my crack teasing my now wet pussy lips and my tight asshole entrance. Suddenly he stopped teasing me and I felt the tick head of his piece directly on my rear hole.I asked him if his intention was fucking me in the ass with. Before Christine or the other girls could react, Soto and the guys came busting into the girls bathroom and into a bunch of high pitched squeals. Among them wereLinda, who had just stepped out of the stall and was still hiking up her pantyhose."Nice body." Soto stared at Christine's naked chest and got a slap in the face."Knock it off." Mark glared back at Starshine's harsh glare. "The bottom of the ship's hull was cut open by the peak of a mountain. We're going to crash near some ruins." Why. A few days passed by and I started to become used to seeing Claire around the house. I still fantasized about her rolls and bountiful curves and big cottage cheese thighs when she wasn't around. I was very turned on by her but I eventually learned how to control my hormones when she in the house with very little on. However, one morning she woke up and came to the kitchen wearing a rather small nightgown for a woman her size. It was similar to a skirt almost, and the material was so thin and. "Again she squealed, and she bounced out of view, and there was a pause, and the sound of squirting lube, while she kept up a commentary about how much she liked doing this to me. "Mild discomfort" is how I've described this act before from my point of view, but today, I really didn't mind. It didn't bother me at all, apart from turning me on so much. It usually did, but the discomfort and the humiliation would distract me. Now I didn't feel humiliated, but loved, and no discomfort. Physically.