"It takes me some time to get ready." Then move out of the way so that one of us can start. We only have 2 hours." Which should be more than enough ti...e, fellas." Sorry that the first man had to move. The man that had complained moved to cover me. He moved my legs apart, opening a space for him between them. He pressed his dick into me slowly at first. Pressing in all the way, then pulling back until just before coming out, then in again. He finished with a soft moan. Withdrew himself and moved. Just be happy, my mind said. Be a good little whore.Eventually, I was blessed by Master’s first spurt. He was on some expensive therapy that increased his production of semen, and was no longer having issues keeping up with my needs and desires, and I received quite a mouthful.I fell asleep on the bed soon thereafter, although I woke up in the middle of the night and went back to my little blanket on the floor. (It was becoming my favorite place in the house to be alone other than the exercise. Her hands moved again. One went to his balls. Cupping them and gently rolling them. The other moved to his stomach and up his chest. Her fingers finding and grazing a still pebbled nipple. Released from their hold, his hips started to pump. Pushing his cock deeper each time. She started to speed up slightly, as she felt his hand in her hair. "Oh God, so good!" he said, as his heels dug into the bed, and he increased his speed. "So good, so good!" he murmured again. The praise went straight to. About ten o'clock, Matt said their good byes to the other girls and escorted Kristin to his car. She was not aware of his particular transport and was extremely impressed, vocally wowed, when she saw it. Matt's reaction? He asked her what she had expected he would drive.He drove out to the cabin, mostly for the privacy, but also to convey, once again, just exactly how special a date he was. At first, they sat outside and looked at the moon reflecting in the lake. After awhile, he suggested they.