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I was in my comfort zone. What a great start to our trip. I thought about getting my pussy clobbered and my tiny little asshole expanding as the guys put their dicks inside. At one point, Ken palmed my tiny pussy with his hands and squeezed and rubbed it hard through my thong. I wore Rodney’s shirt around the house as a dress that he had given to me from that night and even wore it in front of my husband. He was my first and only boyfriend and the first man I had ever had sex with. You’re so fucking good, daddy! I felt my pussy get wet as I closed my eyes and said to myself: I belong to the boys, and to the boys I shall remain.
