“I know, I know. He’s going to pound you now, so just lay there and hold on,” she explained. “Let him do all the work. Just let him rut.”I ...laced my hands on his shoulders and looked down to where our bodies met. He pulled out his cock and I could see it coated with my creamy juices. My fat pussy lips were hugging his thick cock, not wanting it to leave. He shoved back in until he bottomed out into the back of my pussy and pulled it back out again to the tip. He long dicked me like that. "I love you, I love you, I love you!"I have to admit, this was the first time that a woman ever said that to me after I had been playing with her best friend.The second exercise round started with two wobbly girls who got back into the rhythm after only a few minutes.There was a closeness between the two girls that I hadn't seen before, which I guess was due to the orders I gave Shirley in her trance state to not be jealous.During the second rest period, Shirley didn't hesitate. She went. I wasn't wearing glasses that night because I wear contacts when playing hockey, and I just had shaved my beard when we got down to Florida to get a better tan on my face. It definitely changed my look versus the sketch. I would have to keep shaving for awhile.I really didn't want to be known as a hero or have to put up with all that comes with that label. It wouldn't be as bad here as it was in the States; the media there would blow something like this way out of proportion and would hound. Although still tired, I felt a little more relaxed when she returned, and was able to turn towards the dungeon door when I heard the click of her heels coming towards me. I was very pleasantly surprised to see that she wore a long translucent dressing gown under which I could see she had on a similar sexy outfit from the night before, only this time a black burlesque type corset.The nights activities had left me feeling that I had been completely broken-in by her, and mentally I now accepted.