Make fun of him, tease him, and belittle him… especially in front of others (like your girlfriends, people you meet in public, his friends and famil...)3. Let them know that he’s not necessary, and irrelevant.4. Let another man be your hero. And your cocksman.5. Fuck one of his friends. Make sure he finds out about it, but not right away… give it a few weeks or months. And don’t tell him who it was. Keep him guessing.6. Lock up his little penis, and control his orgasms… to no. And finally get off! In and out Mr. Johnson’s cock enters and exits my mouth. I know by his moans that he loves it when I tighten my lips . . . so I continue to do so. Then he pauses, and makes the final announcement:“In just a few seconds, I will take the final picture on your phone. . . and at that time I will be spraying your face and lips . . . with my hot cum. And then you will organize all of these pics and send them to your boyfriend. Do you understand?” I nod my head. “Now before that. I'm not looking forward to going to Reggie's house and getting raped some more. I'm just anxious to cover my breasts and get the hell out of here. But we continued to wait. We didn't leave until Kevin came out and joined them.Marsha's expression changed as soon as she saw Kevin. She's just as upset with him as he is with her. I guess his attempts to get into her pants must have gotten pretty heated. I had to suppress a smile when I thought about how much more upset she's going to be when we get. I tried to relax as he slid his fingers in, first one, then two, then three. I squirmed and he used his other hand to put pressure on my lower back, keeping me in place. I started to breathe harder as he finger-fucked me for a few minutes."Are you ready?" he asked"Ready for what?" I replied Only I didn't get all of my answer out because right in the middle, Chris started forcing his entire hand into my ass. "Wait...wait...wait..." was all I could manage to get out. Even though he was going.