"Bend over I have a present for you." Sam instructed. I bent over my skirt rode up exposing my bare bottom. Sam held a steel butt plug upright in fron... of my face, it had a blue glass decoration on the base, turned horizontal pointed at my cherry red lips. Mrs Blackwood dressed in a charcoal tailored pinstripe suit looked in my eyes as I sucked the cold steel in my mouth. Sam's fingers caress my pussy lips one spreads them apart."Mmmmm" I whimper sucking the toy. Looking back at the petite. He takes my legs, hikes them up onto his shoulders the proceeds to Pound the Shit our of my Soaking Wet Hole, already I can feel my orgasm coming on as he slams hard into me I can see the younger guy watching his Dick starting to harden. See told you this Fucking White Slut can really take it, he continues Pounding me I feel my Tits flapping with each Stroke he reaches down to starts tweaking my Nipples which sends me off on a major Orgasm, I'm now Shaking Bucking Screaming he wraps his arms. " We sat down to play Call of Duty, I sat in my computer chair and he sat on the couch. I was kicking his butt at first but of course I let this gorgeous little fuck monster win, I mean who wouldnt?"Ha! I kicked yo..." He turned and I could tell he was staring at the perfect view of my seventeen year old cock in my pajama pants but I acted like I didnt notice."Yea you little fag you kicked my butt. Wanna watch a movie?" Like what?" Well, I just got Hot Tub Time Machine." Ok!" I popped the movie. He wore denim dungarees with rips and a tight fitting tee shirt; I wore army-trousers and a loose fitting white shirt. He was slim and smooth; me stocky and hairy.You get the picture.On the way to the club I sat in the front with Norm driving and Alan sat in the bat chattering about his friends, who'd shagged who that week and filling us in on all the local twink gossip. I got a bit fed up with his constant, effeminate chatter and eventually switched off, watching the dull motorway pass by.