He inched closer. Then I was face down, and he used his knee to shove my legs apart. I eased back and turned my head. That is unless she could have read my mind. My guts seem to be following, getting sucked out along with his dick. He jabbed forward, pushing my lips apart. His giant, swinging balls were slapping my chin. It hurt, everything hurt, but there was no pity or mercy in his driving force. The sound of water hitting water seemed loud enough to be a garden hose aimed at the toilet. The sound of water hitting water seemed loud enough to be a garden hose aimed at the toilet. No, I told myself, I would only get close enough to know for sure. Another poke and my mouth opened on its own. The flap of his boxers was stretched open, straining to hold up the man’s dick. Who could have imagined that on my first day at the Christian college, a senior would teach me so much about being an ass whore and
