I was still gasping for control of my breath when Tim took Jake’s place between my legs. My body was still a bit numb from the previous orgasm so w...en Tim climaxed inside me, I was just rising to my next orgasm but he pulled out before quite attaining it. Blake took care of that problem, though. The third fuck in a row was just as powerful and commanding as the each of the previous two and I orgasmed first. My orgasm, though, my pussy clenching and spasming around the cock driving like a. I swung my leg over his body, raised myself high to be above his 10 inches of blackness. He moved the head along my slit until the head settled slightly into my hole. I gasped. It wasn’t even in me, but I gasped … involuntarily. I settled down a little more. The head sank into me, spreading my hole, stretching me. I gasped more. I groaned. I sank down more and groaned. Further down and more groaning. The head bumped into the top of my pussy and I shuddered. I looked down between us and saw a. He was a ex-ballet dancer, now a ballet instructor now living in France. Every year for the last 7 or 8 he came to my city, and we try to arrange time for several sessions of just raw a****l-like fucking followed by dinner.We met at his hotel the first time about 4 years ago after exchanging hot emails. As I recall, he met me at the door wearing only a towel. We kissed deeply and then I dropped to my knees, pulled his towel off and swallowed his cock. It was the perfect size for me to suck as I. I guessTed had made sure she would do what he said as well. What else had hedone to the three of us, I thought to myself, horrified at what thepossibilities were."Dude, can you believe this?" he said, waving my phone. "Those girlsare our sex slaves! This thing works! We can do anything with it!Anything!" Ted, we can't keep them like this. It's totally wrong," I said as Istood, trying to pull up my ill fitting pants and making a grab for myphone.Ted spun, yanking the phone away from me."Come on.