As I am face down spreading my asshole open, I can hear him breathing and making low "hmmmm" noises. I tell him to go in deeper, and he listens, he in...ches more of his large cock into me, still pulling it out after every thrust. I start to moan louder, he seem to move in a rythm with my body. I crave him to be deeper in my ass, I tell him, "Fuck it so hard it hurts." He is never careless with the motion and each thrust gets deeper and harder. I am fucking lost in the pleasures of him destroying. It's part of me now. I'd like someone to want me as me before even thinking about treatment." Do you mind ... that we let you go through perhaps the most sensitive time of your life like that?" I never really thought about it except from time to time when someone's been bitchy about it. Actually, it's a pretty good way of sorting the nice guys out ... except, so far, I've only found one nice guy. Mind you ... one would be enough if he's the right one..." Anyway, love, I thought today we'd just. " Thanks," I smiled.We were getting ready for work. I pulled up black slacks over my pantiesand hose. I also wore a casual blouse that no one would notice. Jenajokingly tried to entice me into wearing a bra, but I wasn't ready forthat. I didn't know when I'd ever be ready for that in public aroundpeople I knew."How about these slacks then?" Jena asked. "They are wide legged. It's alittle bit more feminine, but no one will notice." I put them on. Theywere more feminine and I was sure no one. ” I wanted to believe I could, but I wasn’t sure I would be able to hold back my urges. In truth I just couldn’t get off unless there was at least some danger like an open window or unlocked door. “Oh? That’s a shame; I was going to ask if you wanted to do it together.” I nearly choked on a baby tomato hearing her suggestion. “What?” She was serious. A sane person would have said no immediately, but something inside me stopped that word from coming out. “What do you mean?” I wanted to know just.