The differences between Jack and Frank were stimulating. Jack made different sounds, different movements, and had a different reaction when i made him...cum, and i had a different feeling about it when it was over. Did i want to do it with him again? Yes. Was i going to? No. Why you ask? Even though Frank had reassured me that it was just in my head, i still could not shake the feeling that deep down inside he actually might believe i had become the slut he liked to say he made me. That troubled. Exhausted and still unfulfilled they held each other and cried until the guys came home. That night Todd tortured her even more, removing the chastity belt and tying her face down on the bed. In that position he fucked her ass… but only after putting a small dildo with balls into her pussy. The rubber balls hung down in front of her clit and she was denied even the stimulation of his own sack slapping against her pussy. Thrusting in and out of her ass fast and hard, Allison was still starting. Crouching down he poked her gently in the stomach. She didn’t move or make a noise. What the hell was the woman doing out here dressed as a lad? Kevin shook his head, knowing what lay ahead of him. Carefully, he slid his arms under her neck and knees, lifting her effortlessly. Standing, he strode toward the keep. With a shrill whistle, the black followed behind, walking slowly. Kevin sighed. Cien wasn’t going to like this. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Grasping the arms of the ancient chair, Cien Fraser. Knowing you're staring into the abyss, I drive my prick into you, hard, the force expelling the breath from your lungs. Your eyes open wide, and you look right through me. You shudder beneath me and your silken tunnel floods. I grin victoriously." Fuckkk..." I felt elated. The feline moan that followed the drawn-out expletive could only mean one thing. In my mind, I saw Suzanne lying on her bed, her body shuddering uncontrollably, with fingers buried in both her orifices. I continued: "After.