The large bag of cherries I brought back from the store and the ice cream maker I'd seen sitting on a high shelf in the pantry.Google and the internet...found me a million recipes for cherry sherbet, cherry sorbet, cherry ice cream, cherry compote, cherry whatever-you-want. The hardest part was settling on a recipe. In the end I settled for a cherry sherbet recipe. I had everything I needed except for a liqueur called kirsch.Amazingly, my Google maps search for kirsch got a hit on a place called. He then made little bite marks over my tits between biting and sucking and my pussy was hot and needing that big cock. Then the stud leaned me over the chair and spread my ass apart and two fingered my hole. He finger fucked my ass for several minutes making me hotter and hotter. He knew he was turning me on but he still held his cock back. Then without warning he shoved that big cock right into my ass. He gave me every inch down to the balls. Then he fucked my ass hard and rough and reached. We came from the office. Since she was alone all the day, she developed the habit of smoking and drinking. We shared the same cigarettes.I could feel her lips in the buds. She had drunk so much and she was out of control. I took her to bed. We used to sleep in the same bed as that was a big one. She was almost unconscious and I really wanted to use this chance.I started to kiss her lips and sucking her juices. I didn’t see any resistance from her and then I placed my hand inside her t-shirt. I. I had let him sodomize me. I?d let himstuff his penis in my ass and had begged him to cum! I had his sperm deepinside me, I could feel it inside me. It was proof I was a fag, a queer,a homo. All the terrible words swam before my eyes. I?d given himeverything I had to give and all he'd done was fuck me until HE came!He backed out of the room. Once again I stood there too stunned to speak.Suddenly I was in fifth grade health again. I pictured millions of hissperm squiggling inside me, working.