One on antique guns, the other featured what would come to be known as muscle cars a few years from now.The suitcase lying open on the bed was well ma...e. The clothes inside it had recognizable labels. Levi's, t-shirts, a toilet kit, several pair of socks, both dress and athletic, and underwear were already packed."Thank god he wore boxers!" I thought to myself.There were also a couple of jock straps and some really short gym shorts with the words 'Long Island Academy' stenciled on them."Did we. Not at all what I expected. Of course, since then I have learned there is basically an etiquette or protocol if a couple comes in. What G calls pussy rules- she who has the pussy rules what happens and her man controls the action. He reminded me that if I felt uncomfortable or unsafe, we would leave. Because I trust G, I agreed with a mix of trepidation and anticipation. The night before a nude woman was stretched out in the back row. The sight hadn’t bothered me but in my mind, I was sure I. This was great. I spread my ass cheeks so he could get in deeper.I started to feel all the feeling I had when I masturbated the first time. My legs were trembling so much I could hardly hold my ass in the air. I was getting light headed and I could feel my pussy contracting. I was starting to feel like I was about to pee again so I knew I was about to cum, so I didn’t worry about getting the bed wet. Here it cummmmms. Bang, I passed out again.This time when I got my bearings, I was still weak. I screamed as she tore my ass apart with her dildo. She laughed hysterically, going on and on about how much she loved dominating butch chicks who thought they were all that. While fucking me, she grabbed my long hair and yanked my head back. Sholonda asked me whose bitch I was. At this point, I barely had anything left so told her I was her bitch. Apparently that' s what she wanted to hear. Sholonda bellowed victoriously and slammed her dildo so far up my ass, I'm honestly surprised it didn't.