As he was fucking me his hips made slapping noises on my buttocks. He smiled at me, fucking with force. Again he lifted my legs towards his chest, spr...ading my ass for him. I felt his cock touch my prostate. After some fucking, we changed position again. He had me bend over the low table in front of the television and fucked me doggy style. It was clear that he would not cum, after more than an hour of fucking.He told me that he would not cum because the condom made him feel much less than. Digging the shelves into the walls of the cave was hot and exhausting work for someone unused to hard physical labor, particularly when that someone already had sore muscles from staggering a mile several times carrying a heavy load of meat. The digging had produced more blisters that he hoped would eventually be replaced with tougher skin.Finally, he had four long shelves dug into the hard-packed dirt wall on one side of his cave. After positioning a number of short, forked sticks at intervals. "Let me do it!" she ordered, somewhat perfunctorily. Once she had my shirt off, she rubbed her hands gently across my chest, paying particular attention to my nipples. Yikes! For the first time in my life, I almost squirted from a woman manipulating my nipples—something I normally don't care for. Before that could happen, she had me sit down so that she could pull off my boots.I stood back up, and she unfastened my pants. She had to pull my pants down over my hard cock. When fully erect, it is. Needless to say she mentioned I was in chastity and I had always fantasied about cuckolding. Their answer was rather obvious: they were happy that men like me existed, that way, men like them could enjoy girls like Rosa. It was humiliating, but they were quite nice and respectful, even though they laughed a bit a my caged penis, but only because they never thought someone would wear a chastity device “willingly”. We finally got to the hotel, and as Rosa put her coat back on, I headed inside to.