I loved being in the middle. Twice the fuck, three-times the jizz. Four-times with Juan, who was clearly one of those guys who never run dry.This was ...ur fourth fuck of the day and we were on our way back to the Inn. Bunny and I fucked on the way out in the morning. Golf had been interesting - a pick-up four-some with two guys that didn't speak English and another who spoke it badly. Then, Greedy sucked me dry behind the clubhouse.After, Yann drove us to a town a few miles away that was having. "Does that mean I'll be tied to it again?" she asked with a hopeful note in her voice."Absolutely," I told her. "Maybe I'll go to bed with a different slave girl tied to each bedpost, though I'd need another slave girl for that." Like Jill?" she asked teasingly."What you saw yesterday was playing," I told her. "I think it's possible we could get Jill to play again. Maybe even to play with you, if you work on her real hard. But I think you can forget any ideas of making her a slave. She just. " Then after another pause, "Do you think Tom loves you too?"There was a much longer pause before Chrissie responded. "I think so, yes. He said he did. But what will he think of me..." Yes. There is that. In this case, I think you need to tell him and give him space to decide how he feels about you. I rather think he will accept you and love you just the same." That's easy to say..." Maybe. Did I ever tell you my story? How I was used and abused by my father and other male family members from. Theweave on the back was spreading my cheeks so wide I can feel my ass hole open.My balls have been pulled down and apart so that each was pulled to the limitsof my pouch making a lump on each side. She grabbed one in each hand sueezedthem a little and smiles when I winch. Moving around back she slaps my spreadcheeks and giggles. Then she pushed a little bit of the back of my leather T barin my gapping ass "That should be fun to walk in. I knew it would do wild thingsto a man, no wonder by.