Ugh!" What baby?" Don't hurt any, not at all. You kinda fit... real tight, but it doesn't hurt." That's good." I feel full, that's it. I feel full of ...ou." And her pudgy legs wrapped themselves partially around my hips.Twisting my hips as I plunged into her I discovered I was deeper than ever and grinned at my success."I can see it!" She exclaimed."What do you see?" I asked, curious to hear her version."Seems like your veins are rubbing my insides. It feels awful nice." What else?" Seems like. He started to say something, but she touched his lips with a finger. “Shhh! I’m just a girl, remember?”He felt her legs wrap around him and he leaned against the side of the pool, holding them both up. When her hand went between them and held him, he knew they were going to leave something else floating in the pool shortly. She stroked him until he was rock solid, it didn't take long. She buried her face in his neck as he kissed the top of her head.Then she pulled him tighter and he slipped in.. After some discussion they decided not to go out but to order in, Chinese. Walt called a place in town and asked that it be delivered. Sloan put some plates out on the table, and everyone got something to drink. In just about 30 minutes the front door bell rang. Spencer paid the man, and everyone sat down to eat. It was great. Good food, terrific company and a nice quiet evening at home. Annie’s favorite part was when Sloan cleared the table and loaded the dishwasher. The evening was so. Once I was spent, I pulled out and watched amused as my horny faggot fell onto his ass and shamefully masturbated himself. Surprising me, he begged, "Tell me what I am Master."The word Master was surprising so was the revelation that bring degraded turned him on. I obliged him. "You are a faggot for black cock. A cocksucker whose main purpose is to please his Master. A sissy who probably would love to be bent over and taken from behind, pleasing me with your man-cunt. You'd like that wouldn't.