I tried to help her out as much as I could. She always gave me a hard-on and she would giggle as she noticed.She thought it cute. I tried forever to s...duce her. I 'accidentally' rubbed myself against her all the time. She pushed her breasts against my arms and back as we workedBut she never touched me. I was a teenager afterall.Then when I turned 18 she asked me to come over and move boxes from her garage to her house. It was the coldest night of winter.I worked up a dangerous sweat. It was. "Actually I was thinking of how good it was to have sex with you," Ianswered truthfully. It should be pretty obvious, I thought. "Oh yeah?What part of it is best, then?" Tom asked and seemed intrigued. "To behonest, I love it when you fuck me. The sensations your cock gives me isout of this world," I said and looked at him. I noticed how he had toadjust his member, as he obviously was getting turned on. He wasn't theonly one. "What did you like the most?" I asked him. "I've been withboth men. I pulled out my cock and forced some piss through my hard on onto the railroad spike. Lubed with my piss, I put the blunt end against her asshole. “I know you can’t see this, slave, but I just pissed on a railroad spike, and I’m about to put it in your asshole,” I whispered in her ear. “Yesssss, please,” she hissed. I didn’t bother working it in easy, I just shoved. her body shuddered in pain. The railroad spike disappeared into her rectum. I was sure some other imaginative Master would enjoy. He thrust his hips after a few light passes to feel the dong -- to feel the fullness of the love act. To feel what Judy had felt her first time. And this was maybe as close as he could get to sharing with the woman he loved.His dick was throbbing uncontrollably, and no one was stroking it or fucking it. Judy's belly pressed against his dick as she thrust the dildo rhythmically in and out of his eager ass. Judy stopped and untied his legs and then climbed right back on top of Jed. He threw his.