The pain is a shock.The huge intrusion into my tiny resisting anus. I scream. I pull away. I can’t bear it. The tears come; I know he hates them so ...much. He whispers to me:“be quite little whore” I cry more, I don’t want to be his whore I want to be his princess.“smoke for me” he saysI do. Each time the huge object in my arse is thrust further in I exhale streams of cloudy white smoke. It hurts so much, he pushes it harder and harder, deeper and deeper, faster and faster and each time I cry. He then pulled out and now my grunts, moans, and soft screams could be heard. Herman, my dad and my mom came over to watch. Herman said to my dad, "She won't have any trouble with a double fuck any more."I couldn't stop the orgasms from coming one after another. I became just a rag doll seemingly as Tran fucked my cunt with his cock and fisted my ass. Finally, I felt him cum in my cunt and begin to soften. He slowed down his hand in my ass letting me gradually come back from that place of pain. Maine apna t shirt nikal diya, to vo dar gayi or boli“Kya kar rahe ho bhaiya?”Maine kuch jawab diye bina apni pent or underwear b ghutno tak neeche kar di, mera lund dekh kar oski aankhe khuli ki khuli reh gayi or oske muh se nikal gaya“Bhaiya itna bada, vishal ka to isse aadha b nahi hai???”Maine kaha“Matlab tune vishal ka dekha b hai,or kya kya kar chuke ho tum log?”Vo boli“Ab aapse kya chupana bhaiya, vo har roz dopeher ko aata hai ghat peeche vale raste se or hum kiss karte hai”Maine. That kiss registered a connection with a woman that I had not had in a long time. And never had one so intense. I think Amy felt it too, because she too did not want to release from this embrace. I don’t know if Amy meant to do it, but the passion released in us both by this one kiss started a fire inside us that was only going to end one way. My arms were wrapped around Amy’s bare waist, caressing the smooth young skin. The feeling of her small waist and toned abs almost made me cum right.