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For me, that was the right amount of struggle, grimace, and whimper. The top was patient, considerate, and respectful as he administered the "Ouch!" moment.
When I offer my most personal and intimate place to be used by another man for his pleasure,I expect at least a little pain. Hopefully not a lot of pain, but I know that I must accept it. I am both eager for the erection to do what must be done, and also dread the moment it will happen. Once my sphincter has been compelled to accept the violation a kind of mental switch happens, and my main concern is pleasing the guy who is using me - and eagerly awaiting the sensations (both mental and physical) of being naturally inseminated.
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