Mark's dick sprang out his zipper opening, pointing straight at Jen, visibly wet on its end.She looked at it, wonderingly. She found that looking at i... to be a quick and simple way of gauging the effectiveness of her poses. She wanted to use the power of her body, wanted Mark and men like him to hunger for her, desire for her, long to ravish and take her nubile form.For Mark, the evening seemed like a dream. It was a dream, a fantasy, a pretty naked teenage girl dancing and prancing around in. ....It hurt so good. I let out a yelp and was met with another slap in the face."You will remain quiet until I tell you otherwise" she said. She continued to pinch and twisted my nipples and lay there not uttering a word. She stood up, still starddling me and started to sway her hips back and forth. She slowly unclasp her corset and exposed her breast to me. This was torture, I wanted her so badly but was unable to do anything about it.She turned her back to me and bent over at the waist and. FUCK! I thought. Okay, alright, fine...in for a penny and all of that.I made my way to the back of the line, just as the door to the booth opened and a heavyset man in his late 50's stepped out, shit-eating grin on his face."Damn guys, that bitch is a Hoover. She swallows too!"Oh fuuuucccckkkk! Yes, yes she does -- I trained her well. DAMMIT! The next guy, a tall black man in his 20's went in and only a few minutes later came back out, giving everyone a thumbs up."Bitch just drained my balls,. "That's gonna cause some talk." Who's goin' to see it?" Some might," she said."You still got an itch?" I said."We barely got started back yonder," she said.She lay back in the weeds, raised her arms and knees and welcomed me eagerly. I ignored the steady pain in my buttock. She wrapped me in carefully, and we rolled and rogered until we were both well satisfied."Damn," she said, when we drew apart, "you sure are a big one." I'd be a sight better, if I din't hurt so much," I told her, doubting.