”“Yes,” Sally said.Sally had been kissed! And, despite her lack of experience, she knew she had been kissed well. He had approached her in her o...ffice. She had backed away, as usual, but he just kept coming until he had his arms around her. She had surrendered at that moment, and had wrapped herself around him.After several hours of heavy petting that left both of them wanting more, they headed to Steve’s apartment. It was closer to the school than hers. Steve had a lot more control over his. The journey was some 11 hours long in the dead of the night and as I was alone, it did not take long for my mind to start to wander. I thought about my friends, Paul and Antoinette who had left to live in Ireland. In particular I recalled the night we said goodbye:I had arrived at their soon to be ex home around 8 pm, where Paul was busy on a personal call and I was greeted at the door by Antoinette, with her three year old son Calen (pronounced K-lin). She wore a mid knee length Skirt and a. My mouth was numb and there were black and blue marks on my tits when they finally grew tired, and I was bleeding a bit from my asshole."Sarah," Sandy said, "you're a real benefactor. You've given all of us something we've badly needed for a long time." And there was a chorus of thanks from all the women.Sunday afternoon Sarah sent me over to Arlene's. "She and George have had a fight and George has left for the afternoon. You'll console her." And off I went, to get a pussy facial from. That felt amazing. Then quickly he pushed back in and this time his whole seven inches where all the way to my bowels. I remember how painful and how good it felt both at the same time. He moved very gently at first but then I began to get really fired up. Before I knew it, I was yelling, "Harder! Fuck me harder! Fuck my ass!" He was shouting in return, calling me his slut, his whore, his cock-loving, take-it-up-your-ass bitch. After about ten minutes, he was really fucking me hard. I mean,.