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But I used to call it my "big hole," in an effort to distinguish it from my other two, much-smaller, below-the-waist "holes" (my piss-hole and my ass-hole). And I knew that I had always enjoyed sticking my fingers up inside of my "big hole" when I was masturbating, because it had always felt really good to me, whenever I did that. And I knew that my other two below-the-waist "holes" existed to perform specific bodily functions. I urinated through my piss-hole, and I defecated through my ass-hole. tits But the true sexual purpose and function of my third below-the-waist "hole" (my "big hole") was a real mystery to me--and especially so, once I had begun menstruating. As far as boys go, I had seen my little brother naked on numerous occasions. And therefore, I already knew that the "thing" down between his legs didn't look anything like the "thing" down between my legs. And my mother had told me that the "thing" down between my little brother's legs was called a "penis." And I have to admit that I was literally fascinated by penises and scrotums ever since the very first time that I finally got the chance to curiously touch and play with my little brother's small immature penis and scrotum, while I was changing his diaper without anyone else around to see how "naughty" I was being. But other than me knowing that the hairy "thing" down between my legs was called a "pussy" (by the way, I small learned that term from some of the more vulgar boys at my school), and that my pussy had bled once a month like clockwork ever since I was 11 years old (just for the record, my very first menstrual period scared the crap out of me!--and it also made me a huge fan of tampons), and that the "thing" down between Freddy's legs was called a "dick" or a "penis," and that a guy's normally-flaccid penis could "grow" shaved and become very stiff (I had seen my fair share of unplanned "tent poles" poking out at the front of boys' swimsuit crotches at the swimming pool from time to time), I really didn't know too much more than that about sex. And so, Hardcore I honestly believed at the time, that all Freddy was doing to me that Sunday afternoon in the bathroom, was just rubbing his dick against my pussy. There was also another reason why I thought that Freddy was just rubbing his dick against my pussy, and that was because he really was rubbing his dick against my pussy. Due to the fact that Freddy was much taller than me--as well as the fact that we were in a standing-up, face-to-face position--even though his knees were bent, and my pelvis was tilted forward, Freddy was still having a hard time getting his penis underneath my vulva. So although the head of Freddy's dick was entering my vagina, the shaft of his dick was almost parallel to the bathroom floor. This meant that the topside of his dick-shaft was pressed snugly along the crack of my pussy, and it was firmly rubbing up against my clit, as he was thrusting away at my vagina. About the only thing that was actually helping Freddy's dick-head to penetrate me in this standing-up position, was the banana-style, sweeping-upward curve in his long dick-shaft. As Freddy's thrusting gradually got faster and faster, he reach around and grabbed hold of my butt cheeks with his hands. He pulled my whole pelvis towards his, as he pressed his own hips forward towards mine. At some point, the head of his dick finally worked its way far enough inside me that it simply moved back and forth, while remaining inside my vagina, instead of repeatedly penetrating my vaginal entrance, like it had been doing anal up until now. Freddy was now fucking me in the way that a guy would normally fuck a girl--except that we were both still standing up, face-to-face. And that wonderful protruding ridge that surrounded the rear of Freddy's dick-head was being rubbed back and forth directly against the G-spot area inside my vagina. And that felt nothing less than incredible to me! Just as I was about Hardcore to get up Katie was there holding out her small had to help. Sarah picked this time to walk up to the table, skilfully balancing an omelette on one arm and two coffees (with exquisitely crafted steamed milk cats, of course) on the other. I saw his rifle come up as I squeezed the trigger. The tightening of her muscles betrayed her and so he stayed on top as she struggled again, panting, even growling with frustration. What do you have?” I stalled. Kyle would go, but not always, and when he didn’t Carrie would get home well past 1am, and usually drunk. The heat of her breath was on my netherlips, whispering her desire into my virgin slit. With all of this and my interrupted interest in the hidden rooms, I was un-prepared for the bomb that was dropped in the household. After some time, anal James climbed to his feet and dressed slowly. What did you do to prey on her?” Her cock slowly spreads open my ass as I lower myself on it. We could make it into a paradise. “Thank you,” I said. “That was fairly obvious shaved Rhianna. What to suck on my cock while I explain it to you?” John asked. The curtain whooshed aside as a female nurse confronted us. It was after finals, yet again. We sit there for a few more. tits He grabbed me, spun me around, and pushed me face-first up against the hallway wall. “Oh yeah, I like it a lot,” he said.