I Started slow then I really got into it and started bucking my hips faster and faster.At this time, I was moaning so loud and he had his hands on my ...ips and telling me faster faster. He kept telling me how good I was and that he was going to cum.My cock was rubbing against his belly every time I went up and down and back-and-forth on his cock. I felt that I was about to explode and I told him that I was about to cum. He started stroking my cock and I couldn't take it anymore. I started. You’re a horny little bitch. After you leave here today you’ll be able to do those things with him. In fact, I encourage it. But I’m going to be your first. The first cock you suck is going to be mine. The cock that shreds your hymen and takes your virginity is going to me mine. Pull a cushion over here and let me teach you how to be a good cocksucker, little girl.”The cameras zoomed in as I knelt between his legs and reached out once more to grasp his cock. I would have thought that after. I hissed as he put his hand on my nut sack and started working hisfingers over my taint and down to my sore hole."Shit -- I'd bet you'd beg me to get fucked again right now, wouldn't you",he asked as he teased my hole with his middle finger. I squirmed inpleasure and closed my eyes."Come on Josh, you want more cock in your pussy?" despite the crude wordshis voice sounded strangely romantic.My ass was sore from the long pounding that had just concluded but thefeeling of his finger on my hole had. It very quickly became our regular place—not just for breakfast, but for lunch as well.That first morning we were served by a striking young woman—blonde-haired, blue-eyed and not lacking in the breast department. I fully expected to hear a certain voice telling me how she was just my type, but funnily enough, I didn’t. Thinking about it, I hadn’t heard a peep from that voice since my visit to Clarissa’s grave.I’m not sure this girl was just my type though. My type was usually at least slightly.