I only feelcomfortable when I can set the pace, when it's me who is the leading part. Icouldn't stand it to ever be restrained, yet I love to tie the ...irls I'm withdown." He still looked at my face, maybe searching for something there, but wenton before I could even begin to think of an answer. "And it continues fromthere. I don't want to say that I'm getting off from really torturing someone,but I love to see women squirm underneath me from both pleasure and pain. I loveinflicting that pain.". Booker stayed the night at my place and later that night after sex, Booker told me that he wanted to do something special for me for my birthday which was coming up in March. “What did you have in mind” I asked. Booker then replied by asking “How would you feel if me and the guys organized a gang bang for you on your birthday”?My eyes opened up in surprise. Booker then went on to say that for some time now, his friends have been occasionally making comments about how “tight” my body was, how. This time I’ll be in control because of my period so I’ll be there for you both. Just tell him you want it, just like you’ve just told me. I’ll speak to him during the week so he’ll know you mean it. Oh, Jo, once you get over the initial soreness it’s wonderful, so full, and the orgasms are tremendous.’ She laughed, ‘Well,’ she said, ‘The orgasms today were tremendous. If they get any better I’ll probably pass out for hours rather than minutes.’ ‘Come on,’ I said, ‘let’s get dressed, dinner. * Mmm, he smells so good...feels so warm. Samantha’s eyes were still closed as she revisited the short scene she’d witnessed just moments earlier with Diondre. She’d never watched porn; hadn’t ever been brave enough to use the family computer to search for the videos she knew were online. She’d never let a guy get beyond kissing her, or feeling her breasts through her shirt. ‘Junior-high stuff’ was what her few friends in high school had teasingly called it. Samantha was aware of what a penis.