Mike began to shove himself into my aching twat with rough, hard strokes. Every stroke seemed to go in deeper and deeper. I felt him bottom out in me ...nd still he kept feeding my pussy more of his long thick shaft. I urged him on saying, ‘ that’s it Baby…open my pussy up… nice and deep. ‘ Finally I felt his balls rest against my ass and knew that I had taken all of him. The sensation of being stretched and stuffed full was incredible. He ground his hips against my swollen clit and sent me. (Most of the time the sessions were similar to those described in parts 1 & 2). I've give each bit it's own title.1. The Nipple Game. This was thought up by Deidre. In her 'magic' wardrobe she had all kinds of equipment including several kinds of nipple clamps. One day she brought out two of the kind with a thin chain between them. She made me and Priscilla face each other, then she attached a clamp to my left nipple, but attached the other to Priscilla's right nipple. Likewise on my right, her. She decided on a blue culotte with stockings and a white blouse. She brushed outher hair and checked her face. Yep still looked like a girl.When she went back downstairs Shawna knew that the cat was out of the bag. Mike stared at her like she was a freak. "Shawn is that really you?" She could only sob and run up to her room. She was crying in her pillow and hearing her mother and Mike argue downstairs. Something about turning him gay and unhealthy. This whole thing was turning into his. I pulled off my shirt and ran around in some gym shorts. Ronny was still wearing his t-shirt but was wearing gym shorts as well. Frank was talking about how he was going to have to jack off at least three times a day while we were out here. We all laughed. I was at the time experimenting with a friend at college. He and I would get together for a suck session about twice a week. Thinking of Frank beating his meat made a little horny. We launched the boats so we could dock them by the.