?I’ve been waiting to have my little dolly cunt all to myself, and now I can’t think of what to do with her. Any ideas, dolly???Oh, Momma, whip my...tits, please!? Siobhan ejaculated. Momma laughed.?Great idea, dolly. And guess what? Momma remembered to bring this bitch’s favorite whip along.? Momma went to her suitcase and took out a short cat-o-nines, black leather, with a thick handle that Momma held with a firm grasp. She smacked the tails teasingly against the palm of her open hand, bearing. What separates you from your classmates, however, is your taste in the fairer sex. It's a trait you've come to realize you had since the first grade when you started daydreaming about your art teacher and the way she smiled at you. By the time you hit puberty and you discovered the joy of masturbation, you found yourself jacking off to the images of your female teachers. Demure or dynamic, conservatively dressed or shoulder-baring, uniformed or casual - it didn't matter. All you could think of. Masturbation at that time hadn't entered my head, until one night after feeding the horses. I was feeling randy so I stood beside the mare's hind legs reached up and pushed my hand into her cunt. The amount of lubrication in there gave me an idea. Getting as much on my had as possible I coated my erect cock with it. The sensation was tremendous. That was the first time I ever masturbated. It was to become a form of release for a while.Being sexually active was posing a problem. Girls didn't. Out of desperation I was counting on this trip being a big deal for me. You all know that silly fantasy that all us gays have—always fantasizing that one day some rich old stud would pick them up, fall in love with them and take care of them. God only knows in the past three months I’ve been without a hot rocket up my ass for so long I was desperate for anyone or anything. Dildos just don’t cut it for me. Shit— what I needed was a hard hot cock reaming my ass giving me a good old fashion.