I also spread more lube around the entrance of her anus and grabbed my meat firmly to make sure I was able to control exactly how many quarter inches ...were going in as how slow/fast it was going to happen. I happen to believe that keeping a hand wrapped around your cock to control its movements is the appropriate thing to do in this situation since she was an anal virgin and I was about to change that for her. I pressed the head of my penis against her asshole and started to slowly and. He told me I was the best head he has ever had, but he didn't wantto cum in my mouth. I was sad in one way but in another way I could notwait to have him in my tight wet boy pussy. My little thong was soaked from my boy clit leaking into them. He had meget onto the bed with my ass in the air face him. I thought he was readyto take my virgin ass them so I handed him a tube of lube and a condom.But instead he pulled my little clit from between my ass cheeks but heleft it in my thong. Then he. At least this position was slightly more bearable than being trussed up in the bag, and I concentrated on getting used to the steady, numb pain. I passed out again.There were voices, movements around me. I started and tried to struggle again, to let them know I was here, that I was not defeated. I wanted to show these people, whoever they were, that I had fight in me. I steeled myself by thinking about what I would do to them all when I was released. These bastards were so wrong if they thought. It will never truly leave as it needs me, often I need it.This mask will doggedly follow for along time,as far as I run it will follow, at least it is loosing weight.The glassy eyed fiery zealots of Christianity cause my soul to recoil,it seeks to consume the breath of my heart,yet this pillar of blind faith held my parents strong.For me, I paint the inside the colour of the wind,for them the mask stays, still heavy but a weight I will bearfor them,for now.I did pride myself on lack of.