I find most people superficial,” she told me when we had gotten back into the car. “I am pretty sure that we did things wrong today. We had sex fi...st and then went to dinner. You didn’t even buy me any flowers or candy.”We both knew she was joking about us screwing like rabbits, and then me taking her to dinner.Unlike when we had sex in the changing room at the forge, this time, she stripped us, and then we fucked all over the shop. She had grabbed onto a bar over one the forges, which had died. I was moaning and clutching and meeting his thrusts with my body. This was more like it, this felt so good, he wanted to do it again and again and so did I. After he came, I wanted to go to the restroom for a moment; he noticed there was a spot of blood on the bed. But I soon came back ready for more.We went on like this for several hours, we didn’t want to stop or break the mood, but we were both getting tired.We made love again and again, with lots of foreplay and sometimes just talking about. I get behind him. He squeezes cocoa butter on his crack and I massage it in with my dick. I put the head at his home and work it in. He whines as it goes inside his anus.“Oh shit,” I scream.“Hell yes, Laith,” he calls out. “Fuck me!”“Yeah! That pussy is tight!”“You like my faggot pussy, don’t you?”“Yeah, baby! Take this dick!”As I slam into him, he throws his ass back.“Oh, Laith! I love the way your big dick feels,” he remarks.“You’re a naughty li’l sissy boi,” I tell him.“Ooh ooh ooh. Why you. She stops and eases herself against the cold, coarse bricks, whimpering a little as they dig into her delicate flesh, focusing on it as she eases her hips against the harsh surface. She gasps and struggles a little reflexively as she's pushed hard against the wall, her breasts crushed as she feels her master's full weight bearing her to it, her nipples scraping along and sliding inbetween the bricks, the rough material unbearable against the sensitive skin of her pussy, her round ass burning.