Kenny adjusted his hips further and I pushed in gently…My cock seemed to enter Kenny’s ass in feet rather than inches…The inside of his rectum w...as warm, tight, and slick. It squeezed my cock in the most pleasurable way. ‘That’s it, Timmy. That’s good. Mmmm…Put it in farther, go ahead…Uh! Oh! Further!’ My pubic hair was touching his buttocks, almost all of my dick was in his ass. I moved my head close to his ear and whispered. ‘That good, Ken? Like it?’ Kenny smiled and nodded. ‘Like my cock?’. Some people ran out to witness that, but those of us who had participated in the fight didn't go back out there. Pissing on a defeated opponent was not a new thing, it had been done for many thousands of years. Usually though, that action was reserved solely to the victor, on someone that he had personally vanquished. None of us begrudged Jimmy his victory piss though. He came through the back door about five minutes later and walked to the men's room, presumably to wash his hands. When he came. Nothing else he'd tried had worked."Okay, yes, you're right Julia. I deserve to be punished fordisrespecting you by playing computer games while you were working andfor drinking during the day and for not finding a job after all thistime! I deserve to be punished!" Eric spat out, wrenching it from deepfrustrations he felt within, his face burning at the shame of it, ofbeing forced to speak the words by his wife.Julia smiled with satisfaction. She almost felt guilty at making Ericgrovel but a. “Jen,” Claire sobbed, “p-please ... stop...”Claire’s words trailed off, as Lisa suddenly levered herself to her feet and stood directly in front of Claire. Though Lisa’s attention was entirely on the cow woman, she was standing with her legs slightly spread ... so that Claire could see her wet, dripping, pussy. Claire could no longer think straight. All she could think about was how much she had to lick Lisa’s wet cunt. She leaned forward to taste her.And Lisa began to stumble forward as.