He asked if my uncle had popped my inner cherry, I told him I didn’t understand, with that he grabbed my hips and pushed hard. As he pushed past it... felt like he split me in two, but he just stopped and waited for it to stop hurting. He told me to tell him know when it felt good. After a minute or so, I began to relax and Mike started moving his cock in and out. Within a few strokes, he was pounding my ass like a mad man. It didn’t take long before he let lose. He seemed to cum forever. He stared back at me with eyes that bespoke of his pity of me, and that sight brought up a gruel-thick miasma of disgust. I felt it arising into my throat a bitter Pease Porridge. The very sight of him an offence to my eyes! ‘What do you want, Michael? Is your time not better spent raining fire upon the heads of sinners? Or perhaps someone is in need of large pillars of salt.’ Looking around the bar, I noticed the patrons were ignoring this little conversation. I smirked. ‘Afraid to be seen by. It was worse than I could have ever imagined.My father pushed me down into the chair, then stood there as mom started inon me, beginning with my hair. Since I wear it extra long, she put my hairin pigtails, complete with a red ribbon woven in that ended in a huge bow onthe end of each pigtail. My makeup was perfect, the right skin tone, but myface looked softer, the eyeshadow made my eyes brighter, and the eyelinergave them an oval shape. The lipstick was the same color as the ribbons.Once mom. We can divorce and I can take everything, or I should get to have a night where I get to do whatever I want, no questions asked."Alex was confused by the sudden change in events. He felt himself sick inside at the thought of his wife being with someone else for the evening."I, I don't understand," Alex felt comforted by the feel of Linda's hand gently caressing his cheek but still frightened by her proposition."I want to have a night were I can do anything I want," she looked at him lovingly.