It is hard, but somewhat flexible. The noise has died down completely, replaced by the silence of awe and expectation. I am now crying with impatience..., pleading, exhorting and demanding to be fucked. The cock enters slowly, but purposefully. God it hurts. It is stretching me too much, tearing me apart. "Yes. Yes." I moan as I accept inch after inch, until it probes no more, pushing up against whatever is stopping it.Slowly it withdraws part way. "Give it back," I demand. And so it returns,. My hips jerked madly, and I nearly blacked out from a wave of pleasure washing over me. I grabbed onto Kira's blonde hair, and hung on for dear life, while she fucked my rosy red ass with her finger, and my pink cunt with her long tongue. I shook for nearly a minute, then slid down onto the floor next to her. I took her head between her hands, and kissed her wet, flushed face, that smelled so strongly of my aroused pussy.Kira now took a more subservient role in our lovemaking, sensing that it. It was clear that she already had a few drinks somewhere else. Then she asked me how I would go back home and I told her my plan. “No way you are going to sleep here,” she told me,”when the party is finished you come home with me and you stay at my place until you can take the bus in the morning.” I said I wouldn’t mind sleeping in the club house but there was no arguing she said. She would take me home and that’s it. The night went on and everyone got more drunk. Some of my friends were. . mistake, but I’ll understand. Before you say it, I also know that you fucked the stripper during your bachelor party, but that was a little less serious, as it was one woman, not seven, and it was before we exchanged vows to each other. Still, I honestly hope that we can make it. But you’re right, I don’t think that we can judge them morally. At least they’re being honest with us. Assuming that it’s the truth,” Mom rambled, feeling more than little remorse now.“Greta, no, I don’t want a.