To say it was a tight fit would be an understatement. It hurt, but a good hurt. He just stayed there for a moment, pressed into me all the way. I was ...ust kneeling there waiting. You feel like a good little bitch, Austin. he said with a smile in his voice. I will go slow, I dont want to cum too soon. I guess our interpretation of slow was different, because as soon as he withdrew to the head he thrusted all the way back in with force. Ouch! I said in pain. Sorry dude, he said in a soft voice.. I looked at Mark and he just smiledand shrugged his shoulders. Mr. Innocent..Keith laid out a big blanket and Mark opened thecooler he had on the back of his bike and passed some cold beers around. He also got out some ropeand long tent stakes and a hammer.I took a long pull on my beer and waited to see whatmy husband had in mind.Mark pounded the tent stakes into the ground prettydeep and then he said, "I want you ladies to each sitnext to a tent stake on the blanket. Now MOVE."I was surprised. .." he tried to back up but he was pinned by the shelves. There really wasn't much room in this place; making it perfect for trapping someone.I curiously brought my hand up and poked his chest as I managed to move my semi hard nipples against his body, clueing him into what I was wanting. "You know how much I wanted to get my hands on you from the minute you got here. How fucking adorable you looked in your little shirts and glasses. The boy beard doesn't hurt either." I was now on top of him,. As he lay there waiting for sleep to overwhelm him, the cushiness reinforced feelings of weakness and helplessness. His sleep was dreamless.Waking up was confusing. There was a body next to him in the bed and her breath was tickling his neck. He knew it was a "she" because her breasts were pressing into his arm and side. Tears started running down his face."What's wrong, fuck bunny," Quiyo said softly. Her fingers rubbed away the tears on one side of his face."I did this..." he said. "I did.