Her smile hadn’t changed at all.I felt like ... well, nothing. Surely I should have felt some sudden desire to run over to her, or wave my arms so s...e’d reflexively look my way and see me waiting for her. But I didn’t. I just felt a little numb and empty. Of course I wanted to see her, to talk to her but it just felt like it wouldn’t be enough.I stumbled forward as Dave and Toby slammed into me from either side.“Find her yet?” said Dave, pushing himself up a little of my shoulder and craning. That was what he tried to do, anyway, but he didn't get very far. He held his cock with his hand, moved it around between her pussy lips until it was perfectly centered and tried again. She was a solid as one could be, and his efforts only made her say "Ow" pretty loud. He moved back, spread her legs and lips with his hand, and looked into the opening. Plain as day was her hymen, just sitting there waiting to be popped. He tested it with his finger and realized it was very strong."You're going. I don't know whether from pain or pleasure...but he didn't ask me to stop.. and I massaged him deep from inside his anus.Of course this was not done in one sitting…I perfected my technique with months and months of practice with G. The aim was to masturbate him…bring him to a plateau of ecstasy…maintain him there for the maximum time and then get him to ejaculate in a climax. I loved seeing the sperm shoot out of his pee-hole. I loved how the cock head got swollen and glistening just prior to. .. an okay answer, but pretty lame. Do you want me to take your ass? Or to tie you up and pluck your pubic hairs out one by one? Or maybe fuck your mouth? Oh, I realize that we'll do all of these things, but which one would you prefer? I'm a kind slave-driver. I might just give you your choice."Cindy heard a gulp. "In my ... in my mouth, master. Please, let me taste your cock."Cindy was getting sympathetically wet. She knew well what her master's cock tasted like, and what it felt like when he.