”Derek and I both were fucking her like crazy. It took a few minutes to get in sync, but when we did it was great. I could feel his big dick stretch...ing her pussy.Kris keep yelling, “Fuck me, and don’t stop.”In a few minutes I could tell Derek was getting ready to cum. I felt his dick swell and get really big and hard. I then felt him pump Kris’s pussy full of cum. This drove me over the edge and I pumped her ass full of cum. Kris in the meantime was having one of her biggest orgasms ever.Kris. Maybe it was because, as a little kid, before he had learned the details of female anatomy, he'd believed that the asshole was a special place, the place where a man put himself into a woman. Maybe it was because he had gotten such pleasurable feelings from the enemas he'd received when had "tummy trouble." Maybe it was because... deep down inside him, some part of his hidden self wanted to know what sex was like for the receiver, what it felt like to be penetrated, to be fill up, to be. She had plenty of curves. Her tits were like cantaloupes but they were young and round and very, very perky. Her nipples stuck out from the chill of the open window. I was peeping around the corner of the window and staring at her great, hairy pussy. She was a red head and her short cunt hairs were tightly curled and still damp from the shower. My hand was working overtime. I was taking in her whole body. Soft and full were her hips and ass. I loved her ass and it wiggled as she strolled over. She remained still. Really? she whispered. I snickered meanly. No. Thats when the screaming started. I didnt have anybody near enough to hear them but too much sound annoyed me. I let her scream for a good minute, then struck her in the back of her skull hard enough to make her face bounch off the bark in front of her. She was silent after that, weeping softly. I was glad. I wasnt a big fan of beatings…I preferred blood. I then removed the knife I kept in the waistband of my jeans, conveniently.