In addition to this hopeless love that I feel, I find myself seething with anger at the fact that not once yet has he said anything to the effect of "...I love you" or "I still love you." When it seemed to be no problem for him to express it in secret before. Hell, I think even an "I miss you" would suffice but instead, it has been "I still care for you," which only make me feel even more ridiculous about the way that I feel as well as disgusted with myself for allowing this to happen in the first. The people on the couch heard and peered over the back of the sofa at Debs. She looked and saw them but she didn’t care she just wanted to get off and get off she was going to do. Her juices were running down her fingers and she could feel the familiar spasms in her stomach, the ones that let her know when her orgasm was close. She began rubbing her hand furiously over her clit as she felt it grow and harden under her touch. She forced the fingers on her other hand deep inside. ‘You go for. He turned me around and said "Put your hands on the wall", I did as he said, he opened my buttocks, bent down and licked my anus. I knew what was coming but couldn't stop him.He positioned himself behind me and teased my ass with his cock, widening my cheeks he pushed his entire length up my asshole, I screamed in pain, he laughed as he started to hump me, I could sort of feel some kinds pleasure but not as much as he did. He was groaning and moaning how good I was, after around five minutes or. Rather than try to convince her it was no big deal, I gave a big, dramatic sigh, pushed the screen open and stepped out onto the back steps. We have a big yard, with trees and shrubs down at the end. There wasn’t much chance anybody would see me, unless they were leaning out their back windows, but it was fun making her think I was exposing myself the neighbors. Behind me, she seemed a lot more quiet than usual.Still holding the screen-door open, I looked back over my shoulder. Saanvi was.