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One of the ladies pulled a cloth tape measure from her purse and measured it. Nine inches she announced then she wrapped the tape around it and said just over four inches. I didn't think Andrea's pussy would stretch that far. Andrea tossed a leg over the lounge chair and straddled him. With one hand she rubbed the head of that big black cock between her hungry pussy lips. She lowered herself down on it and it forced the pussy lips wide apart. I saw her knees shaking as she did her best to get his cock inside her body. After a while she was successful and she remained perfectly still to allow her vagina to become accustomed to the size of Richards cock. She laid down on his chest and told the ladies to come look at how tightly her pussy lips were wrapped around Richards big cock. Each lady to a good look at his cock wedged into my wife's poor little pussy. Every single lady was rubbing their own pussies through their bikini bottom. Andrea raised up and started fucking her guest. After. Roy growled at me to shut up and held his other hand over my mouth, he then inserted another finger into my pussy, he continued until he had all 4 in my pussy. He suddenly withdrew all his fingers, but then shoved his whole hand violently into my pussy, breaking my hymen and causing me to scream, he was stretching my pussy walls so badly. He continued to violate my pussy for about ten minuets, I was trying my hardest not to moan. Then he pulled out and chuckled, and I realized my body had given me away, his fingers were dripping with both my virgin blood and my cum. I lay there, panting, when he shoved his index finger into my ass, causing me to scream again. He slapped me around the face and said "you'll be quiet if you know what's good for you". He inserted another finger into my ass and I let out a moan, "you like that don't you, you little bitch". He then shoved his hand into my ass, ripping me apart and causing me to scream again. He then ripped his hand out and stood up,.
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"Jared, you can't possibly still feel that way." Why not?" he asked, confused."Because you know the truth! For four years, you've had a crush on an illusion! A fake, a fraud, a girl who hides behind anything she can get her hands on!" Let me ask you a question," he said. "When you cried on my shoulder yesterday, was that a fake?" No. Not even a little bit," I admitted, very softly."And what I saw in your eyes during it? And that kiss yesterday afternoon, were those fakes?" No." Look, long-distance crushes are by nature based on illusions," he pointed out. "But I always knew what you were," he said with a lopsided little grin. "You're sweet, you're kind, you're fun to be with. The only thing you were faking was you were hiding your vulnerability. I figured that out yesterday morning, when I undressed you. You're a lot more vulnerable than you let on. I don't mind that, you know. It makes you a lot less intimidating." I'm scared," I whispered."You think I'm not? You think this is easy.

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