I-I can't take it! My ass is too s- small. N-n-nooo," she pleaded, her asshole twitching in fear. "P-please, fuck my pussy. It's never been fucked--pl...ase!" Yeah, baby, you can take it," he comforted her. "Let me tell you something. I don't fuck cunts. Pussy is for eating. Asshole is for fucking, baby." He massaged her pretty ass, stroking her soft, smooth flesh. "Calm down, girl. You can take it, and you'll love it." He flicked his finger over her asshole.Vicki's asshole pulsed. She loved. She gave me her address and phone number. Kelly worked as a veterinary assistant. The two women vets were a lesbian couple. I found out that she was 19 years old to my 44 years. She had some type of falling out with her father and moved out when she was 16. Her voice turned hard when she mentioned her dad. The dryer buzzed, signaling the near end of our time together that night. I shucked my shorts and grabbed a pair of my freshly dried underwear to put on. Kelly stopped me with a devilish. She walked out of the room, feeling the huge dick slap against her thighs, and went to her room. She rationalized to herself that she must be dreaming, because there was absolutely no way that this could happen. Violet froze as she sat on her bed; one of the only english words in that crazy book she pulled off the shelf was penis! Was that a book of cult rites or something along those lines? Violet ran her hands down her stomach to wrap them both around the shaft of her penis. She had never. Then she walked away.I gulped down the drink (a mistake, but no going back) and strutted down the hall to the room marked Glory-holes. Going through the door I started to feel the tequila, I suddenly had to pee which meant going back out and finding tee loo, no gender on them any more, just a sign in multiple languages forbidding sex in there. Rushing back to the glory-hole room I almost fell through the door, the woman overseeing the room asked if I was ok, I said yes except I need to fuck..