There was an older guy his name was Russell. I was a young 19 and he and I got into quick conversation. As we talked I noticed his bulge in hi... pants,I grew curious about why he he looked horny. I asked him where the girls were,trying to take my mind off his pants so I wouldn't grow attention to myself. A lump grew in my throat when he told me that we were at a cock party. I looked at him as to look as if I didn't understand. He invited me to his room down the. Long, slow, hard thrusts. He bounces into me, again and again, deeper with each hungry thrust. Our lips meet, kissing deeply, we moan into one another’s mouths, as he continues to thrust into me. I can feel how tightly I grip him, even with how wet I am, I am like a suction cup around his cock. A vacuum cleaner sucking hard on a hose. I feel as though I’m forcing him deeper inside me, leaning back, helping him find new depths inside me. When he reaches his peek, when he can’t deny the. “I will warm you, but only if you behave. You know the rules, now ask me properly,” he said stern, but caring. I thought about what to say. I had never been this controlled by Alex before; we had played a bit of the control game, but not like this. The ice was melting and warming as I thought, I could feel water leaking and running down to my ass. The bed moved and I watched him going to the door. ‘Oh god, now what is he doing? I don’t think I can take anymore,’ I thought as I saw him return. Her cunt. It's mine, she thought fiercely, I'm just letting him ... letting him... Letting him borrow it? Really? said the little voice. Why are you doing that?Because I'm his.Oh, gods, why did her cunt feel so empty?"Now, little cunt, Mr. Cock wants a kiss. Give him a kiss."She pecked the end of it, not seeing until too late the little drop of clear fluid. She hoped it wasn't pee. She licked her lips. Tasteless."Ooh, you liked that? Good. Lick the nice cock, all over, get it good and.