Blood was coming from my asshole. He stopped pushing for a moment. I felt relaxed. I started breathing. The next moment he hit helicopter shot inside ...my ass.His dick, after tearing the boundaries of my asshole went deep into my asshole. I screamed and cried. I was crying helplessly so he put my panty in my mouth again. He was fucking my ass powerfully. He was giving me a stroke after stroke from behind. Then he threw me on the grass.I couldn’t sit properly due to pains. He tore my petticoat. “I’m glad,” she responded. “I wanted to make sure that it wasn’t me.” “No, it’s not” I replied. “Did I ever give you reason to think otherwise?” “Of course, not. I just didn’t want to believe that only one man could be attracted to me. Sure, I get hit on at work, all the time, but, it’s pretty much just been men old enough to be my father, or, in one case, my grandfather.” “I’m definitely not *sharp inhale* that old,” I said. During this exchange, she rubbed my chest gently, then slid her hand. She ran a hand across it briefly and I could see she was as turned on as I felt.She leaned back on my pillows as she took me in as well. A quick gesture and I stripped off my own slacks and panties. My body was more like Wanda's, but not nearly as slim as I used to be. My hips had widened with age, but unlike many of my friends about my age, I had a waist and a pair of not-quite B-cup breasts. I could get away without a bra, but I learned that as I moved around my nipples would often rub on my. I felt the sweep of my pants and underwear coming down and then I was being dragged backwards where I was unceremoniously thrown onto the king-sized bed – my pants gathered around my ankles, trapped by my shoes.My cock was rock hard and the searing lust of four eyes gathering in the sight of me made it throb and pulse in anticipation as I looked up at these two beautiful creatures. Sam crouched down, pulled off my shoes and socks and pants all in a second and there I was, in my birthday suit,.