"NO" I fairly shouted. "Give me a moment." I rocked forward just enough to make the head lodged inside my opening pull on me a bit, then, gritting my ...teeth, I relaxed my hole, pushed hard like I was taking a shit, and rocked my body backwards as hard as I could. I screamed. However, softening the pain of my stretched and wrecked ass, now cunt, was that I realized that I had achieved partial nirvana. Through the pressure, the pain, I felt that fucking huge stalk had popped through inside of me.. But miraculously, it wasn'treally as bad as she had feared. The pain was tempered by an even more vividsensation of pleasure, however masochistic. Her loins were on fire from the lewdskewering of her rectum and she could feel the tight sac that held the boy's cumfilledtesticles slap teasingly against the sensitive little slit of her cunt, sendingundeniable ripples of pleasure darting out through her squirming body in deliciouscontrast to the pain. And as Peter continued to drive smoothly into. He got out some big towels then turned on the water. Kate watched his ass while he stood facing away from her. Of course he knew she was watching. He leaned into the shower and she could see the firm muscle lines down his legs. ‘He is just as sexy from behind as he is from the front,’ Kate smiled as she appreciated the view. Joe held the shower door open and motioned her inside. The water was almost too hot and Kate hesitated for just a second. Joe’s hand on her ass kept her from backing out,. “I mean I am not selling anything illegal here on campus. Dresses, hats, purses, scarves, although strangely nobody will buy the shoes. Even though they are exactly the same quality as the ones that get sold in the big department stores because they were made in the same factory from the same material by the same workers. They just don’t have the same labels.“Mrs. Donaldson might say there is a certain kismet in my getting spending money out of purses. And it’s not that my parents don’t provide.