..Then I felt the head of his cock, wet with my cunt juices, probe my asshole. He worked it in slowly at first and then began to pick up speed. He gra...bed again a handful of hair. He asked me what was to be his ass slut…His fucking was punctuated with insults and smacks of my ass cheeks, which were now red all over. His hard cock went deep into my poor anus and I could feel it squeezing the cock, taking pleasure from it. He managed about five minutes of this before he came up my ass. He pulled. I grabbed my headphones, lined up the videos and started.First the music started, it was sampled loops, the sort you get on somesissy hypno videos, the caption said, "Sissy toilet Jessika."The action started and it was amazingly familiar. Video filmed on aphone, It was almost identical to my evening, a tgirl being usedoutdoors. Guy after guy using her mouth and ass, her sucking the dirtycocks clean straight from her ass. I noticed something under the musicand moans, sounded like muttering, as. John..." she said when she saw him, and as she saw him removing his clothing. Her arms raised toward him as he lay beside her. He kissed her and slid one hand under the top of her nightgown to hold a breast. Everything he did as he explored her body seemed to her to be a perfect dream, because that is how it was filtered to her. He kissed her deeply, his tongue swirling in her mouth, until her breasts ached to be touched again; he used his hands and lips on her breasts until her. “Sorry, I was distracted for a moment”, I kind of lied.“I said, I am committed to performing an obligation for the club this weekend and might be staying out all Saturday night,” Lynn repeated.“ Uhmm..all night? Ugh…yeah sure,” I blurted out as Connie’s throat worked up and down my cock.“Great, knew you would understand,” Lynn responded somewhat exceptionally cheerily. There was a sudden pause, both in my psyche from Lynn’s suddenly changed tone of voice and a slight grunt I heard, it was not.