”All of a sudden, I felt playful, maybe it was the pot, maybe it was his puppy dog eyes daring to hope for another treat, “Yeah you do, come on, s...and up, let me see.”He looked a little apprehensive but he stood, the front of his pants was bulging. I looked at the lump in his pants then up at his eyes, I said “Show me, take it out Max; I want to see what you put in me last week.” My temperature was rising. Max unbuttoned his fly, pulled his pants open then dug into his striped boxers and. We all seem to forget that buried underneath the fighter, inventor and thief we all know and love is a fairly young teen. He acts older so we’ve treated him like he was older – but he isn’t. It’s a shell with him. It’s psychological armor. He’s been hurt by his father, his mother, his stepmother ... hell, he’s lost everyone he’s cared about. He keeps it all bottled up inside, deep inside, and never lets it see the light of day. It’s no wonder he’s having a crisis when he finds out the universe. That was clear, as he began to spank my ass with his free hand. He finally stopped his incessant moaning, in order to taunt me."You fucking slut," he snarled, spanking me harder. "You love big black cocks deep in your ass, don't you?" He stopped his spanking and grabbed my waist with both his hands. He quickly put his right leg up on the bed next to my ass, balancing above me, without ever missing a thrust. I thought it was impossible, but his thrusts managed to get even more violent from this. Throughout the first month Fiona was fucking between 3 -11 cocks a day depending on the mood her colleagues were in. I had collected so much footage from my web cam setup I didn’t know what to do with it all. The last day of the month arrived, payday. Jay had told Fiona to stay behind after 5 as he had a surprise for her. She also found it strange that know body had come to fuck her yet that day. Anyway by quarter past she’d decided to head home only for Jay to arrive as she went to exit her.