“Yeah! Fucking cum inside my faggot ass!” I yelled out. He gripped my hips tighter as he pumped my asshole with his cock.“You want my cum you ...ittle pig?” he asked.“Mmm, yes, I want every drop in my asshole!”“Alright,” he said, “you always ride bareback?”“Always,” I said.“Kinda risky isn’t it?” he asked as his balls tightened up.“Mmm, yeah, it is…” I replied, a smile on my face.“What if I had AIDS or something?” he asked in an almost non-caring manner.“Hmm,” I replied, “I guess it would have. I'm good at running, and once a week I take on all comers and beat them all easily. I'm a full one minute faster than my closest competitor. I've got the right build for it with my small frame and good legs, and I don't have big boobs to lug around like most of the other girls do.We need at least ten to sign up each week or Mr Wilson simply won't bother with the next meeting. Somehow we always manage to rustle up enough runners, and as usual I'm the last one to write my name on the noticeboard.. ”I had to smile at that observation because of how close to the truth it really was. Looking at her, I had a thought.“Why don’t you dress up tonight and let me escort you to the Toro so you can see where I work. I’d like to introduce you to some of my friends and show you off. It will probably be a quiet night, so I could spend time with you.”Molly appeared shocked at my offer.“I’m a decent and proper woman, Tyler, I could never do that!” she exclaimed.Her outrage was standard fare for this. The sweater fell silently at her feet. After putting her things in the bedroom, she headed to the bathroom. Refuge.A moment to think. She turned on the water and sat on the toilet, the cold plastic of the seat shocking her for an instant."We had talked about this sort of thing", she thought to herself as she considered what had just happened in the living room. But that's exactly what she thought it had been. Talk, and nothing more. But this? Actually letting someone else take control of,.