Ever so slightly I could feel a pulsing that wasn’t me, adding another load of juice to my oozing cunt. I shut my eyes trying to cling to the in...omplete building orgasm inside me.“Leigh.” Steve’s voice, laughing. What was so goddamn funny? This was t*****e! I opened my eyes.Steve had undressed. His cock was the biggest I’d seen. And more importantly, hard. Ready. And inches away from my hungry pussy.“Are you ready to be satisfied?” he smiled.I grabbed. In the first half of the nineties, you almost couldn't pick up a big tit magazine that didn't have one or both of them in it somewhere. But along the way, they both developed a sort of 'holier than thou' attitude. As far as I know, neither of them ever did anything but solo posing for magazines, and only a few really low-key solo video loops. “They both freaked out at the idea of ever doing a scene with a guy or even with another girl. After a while they and some other girls who had the. Yet the idea of a man controlling me and making me do all sorts of lewd and degrading sexual acts really got my pussy going. I was pretty open-minded and free about sex and how people expressed themselves, so just about anything was cool with me so long as everyone had a good time. I decided to pursue this further and see where it went. I know it was wrong, but I wasn't happy with the way my life was going. A change was definitely in order! So I answered the ad not sure what was going to. Slow it is. The first shock wasnt too bad. It stung, especially in my cock, but it was tolerable. The second one was worse but not by much and it was still something I could endure. The third one however was when it started to hurt. It felt like crabs had pinched my cock and nipples. Now the fourth one was significantly worse. It felt like someone had taken needle nose plier, gripped my cock and nipples and played twister. My muscles tensed and I had to fight off a shout. If I kept screaming.