I was more like a cum-dump for him.I dated several other boys after that, all friends of David. The word was out that I was an easy lay, and all his f...iends were using me. But then it was my good luck to go out with a handsome, but shy and unassuming senior boy, named Charles, who seemed to care about me. We kissed on the first date, but I was tired of being used by David and his friends, and I made Charles wait four dates to have sex with me. Up to that point I hadn’t had oral sex with any of. "Wow, Jason. You really know a lot of stuff about this place," she said. "Did you have to do a report on this country once before?" No," I said smiling with the knowledge that a pretty girl was actually talking to me. "I just read an article on Romania in a magazine once and remembered most of this stuff. We'll have to look it all up and do more research for the final project because I'm not positive on all the details, but this gives us a good starting point." You just read and remembered. I prefer the second option, of continuing on and working through the slight pain I may feel. I would slowly fuck myself down onto the cock, feeling my ass stretch around the dildo. I have been told that a feeling of 'fullness' may accompany the feeling of being stretched, which I find somehow appealing. To feel full of cock, does not seem bad to me. I would not take the cock all the way inside me that first time. It may feel a bit overwhelming, so I would only take what I was comfortable with.. "They're gone," Ingrid said bluntly."Gone where?" I inquired without hesitation."Well," Ingrid replied slowly, taking another drink from my wineskin before answering, "if you didn't find their bodies in the ruins of my home, then I would assume that they either escaped into the jungles like my people and I did, or they were captured. I don't know and I don't really care." Tell me what happened, Ingrid," I beseeched her forcefully. "Did they do something to bring this about or was it just.