It had fresh baked cinnamon rolls, a pot of hot coffee and two mugs.“I hope you don’t mind but I thought I might join you. We really haven’t had...much time to talk and I’d like to get to know you.”She smiled so he moved to the other side of her bed and placed the tray between them. Being careful not to bounce the mattress much he slipped up on the foot and poured the coffee.“Thank you.” She said when he handed her a plate with a broken-up roll on it so she could eat pieces with her left hand.. "It's okay, she's with me." The women didn't seem particularlysatisfied with that, so the guy nodded to the bartender. "Hey, Frank. Acouple beers for the guys here, yeah?"Temporarily mollified, the two women backed down and returned to theirgame of pool as their group continued to bore holes in my back with theireyes. Meanwhile, my rescuer sat down next to me and put his beer on thebar. The guy was a wall of muscle, huge and barrel-chested. I pegged himimmediately as a double-Y chromo and he. He suddenly pushed me back against the kitchen counter and pressed himself up against me. He said that I had fucked over thirty guys last night and he didn't want to miss out. I told him to be gentle because I was sore, but he just turned me around and pulled away my towel as he said, "You'll manage."He bent me over the kitchen counter and undid his jeans. He used his feet to spread my legs apart and I reached down with my right hand to guide his cock into me. As I felt his cock pushing inside. I was a sex prisoner. It seemed he was always needing sexual release. As I matured he needed to try kinkier things so he now taught me to get my ass fucked. He leaned me over the end of the couch and spread my ass apart. He rubbed my round bud for several minutes before he put a finger inside. I did not like this but had no say. After he fingered my ass, he pushed his cock to my opening. slowly he pushed the oversized cock into me. It hurt so bad I was not sure I could bare it. Inch by inch it.