"There were always gaps between the relationships — I didn't just go from one to the next — and I never had more than one relationship going at on... time. Do five guys before you qualify me as a slut? I don't know. But I did love the sex so was that alone enough to give me the label? Again, I don't know. The first time I realized that I was a slut was the first time I knowingly had a bunch of black cock stuffed in me, but that didn't happen until a year after you married me. But once they. It's a better position." That idea sent a thrill through me. The thought of the guys using me for their pleasure. Jack said there were a lot more buddies he knew who would love the chance to fuck someone so young. And said he would bring his friend tomorrow night. Same deal. My heart quickened with that idea. Was this the start of some sort of youthful sexual career for me? I was totally excited that I could have made two guys cum like that, and judging from Jack’s voice, he was a man not a. The satyr frowned at her for the first time but didn’t struggle.“Don’t worry, this is a game. I’m like you, I like to play games.” Ada spread her legs and drew from her soaking slit some of her slick fluid with her fingers. She applied it to his never wilting member and stroked him slowly. His grin returned as she went back again and again to wet and rub him. The creature shifted and wiggled with the attention she gave him. He stuck out his tongue and she let him lick her fingers. There was. With her wet mascara starting to run like dark tears down her cheeks, she looked directly up at me while holding my entire member in her mouth. The moment our eyes connected, she had me, which I guess had been her plan all along. The corners of her lips turned up into a big, foxy smile, and I groaned as loudly as I've ever groaned in my life.This was the third time I'd ejaculated in the span of about ninety minutes, so I should have had next to nothing to release. Nevertheless, the first spurt.