Way better than masturbating, even with a vibrator. (I knew she had one. I had one, too, and it was very good for getting off fast.)" So, what happene..., why aren't you still doing it? Or are you?" No, we both decided that we were only enjoying the sex part and weren't really interested in each other so much." So Kevin is good in bed?" Oh, god, girl, he's fantastic. And he's really hung. Sorry, he's your brother. But, he's got all I'd ever need in the way of a guy. I couldn't get any more inside. “Loved the coffee and cream” came the reply, I loved her use of the wink face.“Always got coffee and plenty of cream or a cold beer lol” this was going well I thought.“Now you’re talking, I finish at 5 shall I pick up some strawberries to go with the cream?” “Deal - come round the back I am in the garden” I wrote back feeling the chubby coming on, I looked at my phone and it was already 4.45 so she would be here soon.“See you soon xx” came the reply, better put more beer in the fridge I thought. The second condition was that he wanted to fuck me in the ass in front of Carrie in order to show her that I was just a "weak little faggot."I was in shock. I actually couldnt believe that Tom would even consider fucking another dude in the ass. He was a manly man so to speak. Heavy set with a beer gut. A football watching kind of guy. Apparantly he was more upset than I had imagined. During this conversation, Carrie just sat on the couch, completely silent. I"m sure at one point in my life I. "If you wanted to suck my dick or if you wanted to get fucked in the ass." "Please. I don't want you to fuck me any more. I want to go home," I started to cry throwing my arms and hands in front of my face, as if that would help. Then he suddenly emitted this low, terrifiying, powerful scream "YOU MOTHER FUCKING BITCH DON'T FUCK WITH ME! I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!" "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," I started again with the begging and crying. He climbed on top of me squeezing my.