"Cry for Donald." He slapped me around the face and I wept harder. It hurt so much. "Oh it feels so good in here for me." He smirked, banging in and o...ut. "Lovely and tight." He pushed three, thick fingers into my neglected cunt and I moaned a little, some pleasure in the midst of the pain. "I'm not touching that fucking clit," he said, "but I'll give you this." He thrusted the fingers in time with his cock in my arse and I began to feel less pain. "You'll enjoy this in the end, my girl," he. “Sure, be glad to help. What the problem,” the boy said, forcing his voice not to break, enjoying the attention, something he had seldom had in high school. Damon was, of course, a virgin, a virgin with a vivid imagination who seldom got through a day without ejaculating. He had found a half-dozen pictures that were useful as well as some web sites and experimented with methods found on the Internet. He liked back-handed best, and he had an excellent imagination.Missy pulled a slim laptop from. More than once he had stopped his classmates from bullying others, he volunteered at this church and had nearly made Eagle Scout.What he also had was a reputation with the ladies. Tales of his exploits and the size of his equipment were legendary. One story had him deflowering four of his sisters’ friends during a sleepover. Another that after one tawdry afternoon in bed a neighbor’s wife had left her husband in hopes of landing him. Supposedly, he single-handedly kept a local abortion. Meanwhile James is going to make sure that you understand the location of the only other area where you are to allow penetration while you are here.” With that she slid her hand into my hair and pulled my lips onto her cunt. I was amazed at how wet she was. I thought it was only me who was getting excited here. I felt her put her other hand into my hair. I guess I wasn’t moving fast enough for her although my tongue was really busy because she rammed my face into her cunt as hard as she could..