She only knew how that dildo would feel, how muchshe felt that she needed that pressure inside her. But Trish didn't give in. "You're so weak. Look...at your pussy now."She continued to tease until Suzanne's pussy was soaked and gaping. Sheheld her cock in her hand, her hand with its manicured nails andexpensive rings. When she finally crawled on top of Suzanne and put that cock deeplyinside her, Suzanne's climax was so bucking and feverish that when shecompletely released she was frozen,. When were at dinner with a small group and he kept making subtle references to the size and heft of his manhood to one of the woman at the table who was known to be a lesbian – not a dyke in appearance, but who none-the-less always wore the strap on. But he was flipping it on her. As we were waiting for the meal to be brought out he lifted up one of the ripe peaches and hefted it a few times, taking in it’s weight.“Feel that” he said as he handed it to her. She was reluctant to take it. “Go. "Man," he said, "can I see your ass." Sure, but I don't think I can take it in my ass."That's what all the little white boi's say, don't worry it will fit.He reached back with his fingers on my hole and slowly rubbed in one of his fingers around my asshole. My ass tighten up as it touched but also felt really good. He then grabbed some lube and lathered up my hole and started fingering my little quicker.After a few minutes he said he wanted to fuck me. He took out a magnum condom from his. I marched with my head held high, bare feet padding on the cool floor of the gym. The tide of horny futas were around us. I ignored them. I spotted Shelena eyeing me. They could see most of my body, my breasts exposed save for my nipples, my rump, my bush, the sweep of my legs. No hiding it.The hot itch intensified but I focused on the goal. I plucked my cross from between my breasts, holding it tight in my hand. I would prove that the Program did not control our actions. That we were free to.