The bathroom was big, and there was plenty of room to lay down. I took out some lotion and put some on my butt, and a bunch on the smooth end of the p...lunger. I put it down on the floor with the plunger end against the one door, and laid on my back with my hole near the end of it. Slowly I slide in a couple inches. The first though I had was, FUCK this hurts! I tried to relax a bit and push in a little more. I got it to the point where it was not hurting, and felt really good if I just shifted. He escorted her inside as her mind raced thinking what his present was, a scooter, driving lessons a hot air balloon trip as they went through swing doors into the centre of the warehouse and came face to face with a room full of digital camcorders and a mixing desk ??????? Yes of course he knew she had a good singing voice and always seemed to be hanging about when she sang in the bath or shower she was going to make a promotional song and video to try to get a musical career started.A group. "We need to be careful."Melvin pulled out a colorful pack of condoms from his pocket and unleashed it like magic. Cecilia's eyes widened to see his big dick getting wrapped by the pinkish condom as though he had enormous experience in using condoms."Take of your skirt and shirt," Melvin ordered in a hurried voice. "Turn around, hold the chair and keep bending forward."Cecilia's hesitation was short lived as her brother's hands went about stripping her with amazing ease. She got on her feet at. Mister Soccer the gentleman was raping her. Or was he? It wasn't rape if she didn't report it. She didn't have to. His cock felt nice up in her, and she had wanted to fuck the next guy she came across. This one thought that he was taking her virginity. He was from a well to do family. He was sexually energetic, and she knew with her hungers would require a certain level of enthusiasm. Still, she was being forced again.“What did you say?” he asked. “Again!” she cried. No, that wasn't what she.