Her once pink sphincter, now inflamed by Kevin's dick, had thick strands of cum oozing out of it. Looking over at Kevin, I could see his prick was sti...l hard as he took a Kleenex to wipe away a small speck of shit off the swollen head of his throbbing cock. When he was done, he dumped the tissue into the pail and picked up his shorts.I moved back into the cover of the dark waiting for him to emerge from their room. I heard him click off the light and walk out into the hall. As he rounded the. Beforehand, I was hoping they would have metal skewers and push them deep through the base of my breasts, but nobody thought of it, and after feeling the pins, I didn’t suggest it. If I ever do this again, I'll suggest it ahead of time so that I can be sorry I did. ==============[ THINGS I WISH I HAD CHANGED I wish I had said “no smoking” or that we had done this is outside in the woods or in an open structure like the barn where Diana's husband works, where he made her walk naked into and let. Over and over again the vibrations racked my penis and I soon felt the urge to cum.Opening my eyes, the room still dark, I heard someone moaning and felt my dick throb to a wonderful wet sensation. Looking to Ann's side of the bed, I saw she wasn't sleeping there but she was kneeling between my legs giving me a blow job like she never had before. There was no timidity or reluctance in her sucking action, she was like a woman starving and my man meat was her salvation.When she saw that I was. I'm his slut. And that's exactly what I am to him. We aren't lovers. Not by any stretch of the imagination. He has absolutely no respect for me as a woman or as a human being. I'm nothing more than a slut. I'm a woman he fucks. I'm someone he uses like a sex toy and trades to other men for goods or just because it amuses him to watch them use me, too.And that's fine with me. It turns me on, too. I don't want to live my life this way. Not forever. But for now ... well, it's pretty fucking.