The bastard had set up a video camera on a tripod. ‘What are you doing?’ she almost screamed. ‘Keep your voice down, Suzanne,’ he said. ‘I s...e you noticed my video camera. I thought it was rude to keep a prize like you all to myself, so I decided capture your beauty on film.’ ‘You can’t do this,’ she wimpered. ‘Oh, yes I can, and I will,’ he said. ‘Now sit down next to me and I’ll tell you what’s going to happen next. When I say ‘Action’, you will do your best imitation of a stripper. Bump and. Everyone else was all ready gone, so when he locked the door behind him and told me to bend over his desk, I started getting scared."Wh..Wha…What?" I stammered, lamely."You heard me!" He bellowed, pushing my face onto his desk. "Bend over, and show me your little tight ass!"As I bent over a little he pulled my short pleated skirt up and started slapping my panty clad butt hard. I felt the tears welling up in my eyes as I cried out with each stroke. I wasn’t wearing the regulation panties. I was. Or his recurring erection. For 18 years, his penis had largely been an unused object dangling loosely between his legs. It was nothing he paid attention to, even when it occasionally decided to drain his face of colour and incomprehensively stand to attention. But now, now, it was... different. HE was different. And he had to work out what that exactly meant.A busy night out in town would give him something to take his mind off the previous weeks' events and his pounding member. Something to. Aaron picked up the pace a little, but not full speed. “Beg, slut,” Aaron ordered Sam. “Mmm, please fuck me hard, Sir,” Sam said to Aaron, loving it when he made him beg. “Only because you said, Sir,” Aaron said right into Sam’s ear, before leaning back and beginning a hard pounding into Sam’s ass. “Fuck, mmm fuck yes,” Sam moaned, as Aaron’s hard, black cock pounded his ass. “Mmm take that cock,” Aaron said through a moan, as he drilled deeply into Sam’s tight ass. The guys moaned hard.