"Aren't you?!" He demanded, continuing to roughly finger-bang me. Finger-banged. I was being finger-banged just like some dumb slut. "Yes, Sir." I cro...ked. "You want to be my pussyboy?" He barked, drilling his bottomless black eyes into mine."Yes Sir- I- want to be your pussyboy." I admitted. He continued to glare at me, our faces pressed up next to each other like fighters during a pre-match stare down. All the while his fingers worked their way inside me, enveloping the lower half of my body. I'm afraid that I enjoyed it more than you wanted me to." How do you know how much I wanted you to enjoy it?" I asked her."You said you wanted to punish me," she said."I never said that you couldn't enjoy your punishments. But it is important that you learn from them, or in the future I won't make punishments as enjoyable," I told her."I'll try and learn my lessons well! Have I told you how much I love you?" she asked."Not recently enough," I said, kissing her. "And what about you, Jamie? Do. This stimulator is going to make you blow your wad like you won’t believe. I have the controller for it so all you have to do is lay back. And, by the way, when John is ready to cum he’s going to jerk his load all over you. Sound okay?'Carol nodded. 'Sounds better than okay. One thing though, are you into girls by any chance?'Chris paused. 'I never gave it much thought, but seeing you with your clit sticking up leads me to think that maybe I am.' Without another word she turned the dial to. Moreover, I could tell from the way she was breathing that Wendy too was still awake and alert. And then this hand appeared. First she simply put it round me, but then she snuggled up closer and the hand began to explore, first up to stroke the hairs on my chest, then down. When she felt my hugely stiff cock she gave an audible gasp. It was mainly surprise, but there was another component, and it was not the disgust I might have expected. She began to rub her fingers gently up and down the.