Me. He asked again, this time louder and more firmly, "Are you my little bitch boy?" This time I answered, "Yes, I'm your bitch." "What are you?" he a...ain asked. "I'm your bitch. I love your cock. Fuck me with your cock."I felt the head of his dick push at my asshole as I tensed up. He slapped my ass as I felt his dick slide in a little more. Each time I tightened he slapped a cheek taking my mind off the invading pole. Then in one push it seemed to slip in and he stopped. He didn't move as he. It was an ecstatic agony as I pressed my loins fully against her as the friction of her pussy walls clasped at me relentlessly. My heavy balls slapped hard against her prone body again and again, my cock fully embedded inside her at the apex of each thrust. My determination not to climax was eroding rapidly as my cock swelled to its maximum. The mystery woman was writhing, her body rising and falling from the small of her back. The swelling of my cock had not gone unnoticed; her tightening. I don't know how I knew, but I was instantly confident I could have him sucking me off by night's end.I finished helping him with the last of the decorations. I climbed the ladder while he spotted for me. On my way down the ladder, I stopped intentionally when my still hard cock was at his eye level. As I expected, he didn't immediately look away and I asked, cocky, like I would with a chick I was attempting to get in bed, "Like what you see?" I adjusted my cock again inside my pants."What?" he. It was obvious that she was enjoying it. She raised her legs, putting them over his shoulders. I was rubbing her nipples and she still had a death grip on one hand. With the other, she reached down and pushed his head deeper into her pussy. Her eyes rolled back in her head seconds before she closed her eyes and shuddered through her first orgasm. My cock was hard as nails, dripping with excitement. He raised his head and climbed up, kissing her full on the mouth. I could see her licking her.