Her friends had often told her that if she tried harder she could be very pretty. Sara knew that she wasn't fat, but she was large and men only wanted...skinny girls. So every night Sara went home, alone, and fantasized. She hadn't had a lover in over two years. She had been engaged before that but caught her fiancée with another lover the night before their wedding. To make it worse, his lover had been the best man. She thought this said it all about her relationships. She had very low self. She's right, you are cute." Well, I was liking John already. But I was nervous and pretty uptight on top of it. "Well, Gina's never seen a boy shoot his cum and, well, I guess she's never seen a boy's equipment, right Gina?" I nodded and she went on, "So, that where you come in. You'll get naked for me won't you, hon?" she teased her boyfriend. He pulled off his teeshirt and unbuckled his belt, zipped down, then slipped off his shorts to stand there in a pair of white briefs that showed his. A few seconds with an access panel and the door to the kitchen area opened. Like the kid owned the place, which they might, they went through well-stocked refrigerators pulling out large pans of pre-prepared foods. A quick look at the gallons of milk in the fridge showed someone came here regularly to replace everything with fresh foods. Once three convection ovens were working to heat the pans of food, the kid led us down other hallways to end outside a door. He knocked on it, which seemed odd. Please. You need to get the rubber now. Please.” My voice cracked and quaked with fear. He was too large for me to ‘for me to force him off me’. I was pinned under him, helpless and vulnerable. He continued to hesitate. “Please Gary, please.” I begged. “I will let you fuck me as much as you want, just please, use a rubber.” I started to cry. Tears suddenly ran down my cheeks. I feared the absolute worst. My mind raced to remember how long it had been since my last period. In my confused and.
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