Betty couldn’t see where Page went, but she heard the refrigerator doo open and close before Page returned, knelt beside her, pushed her hands to th...e side and inserted an ice cube deep in her ass.Betty’s body reacted immediately. It bucked and strained against its bindings, it rolled, as best it could, trying to find a position that might help dislodge its object of torment but remained unsuccessful.Page took the phone from Joey and placed it on the floor where it could record Betty’s ‘dance of. You are a straight up nerd slut. You would get down with these two for sure, but the question is, could you handle a real man like me?” and he gripped the huge bulge in his sweatpants for emphasis.“Ah, you aren’t any more of a man than we are,” piped up Lester peevishly.“Wow, Lester, way to stick up for yourself,” said Joey condescendingly. “I take it back, you are a real man too. But the question remains whether Eleanor is going to get down and dirty with me here or not.” Then he returned. Suddenly she realised what was happening and said,” No bhaiya I’m a virgin. “, I rammed my dick inside her. I could feel her hymen getting stretched and stretched till it finally broke and my monster went all the way in. Tears rolled down her eyes.I went near her ears and whispered,” Not anymore”. She was about to scream when I smooched her again. I varied my strokes. First slow and deep so that her pussy could get used to the size. Then I increased my pace. She was breathing heavily. She. I sucked my finger, trying to stop it from bleeding. Dreaming awake about sex is not safe, especially when you're holding a knife. I laughed at myself for a second, thinking that someday carelessness and horniness will kill me. Once again I told myself to concentrate more on cooking than thinking about sex. I finally placed the lasagna inside the oven, it will be done in 45 minutes. Enough time for me to freshen up. I stripped off my remaining clothes, and dipped in the tub. I poured a handful.