Amy laughed and added it to the strap-on "Like my design" said Sandra "women can never depend on men". I watched as Amy eased the thin dildo up her as... and slipped the middle one in her cunt. She fastened the straps around her and now sported an erection I would be proud of. She waved it in front of my face and said "recognize it, It's yours". It was mine. I had just never seen it from that particular angle before. She prodded my lips with it and said "lick it, I want it wet for Sandra. Besides. With a “ph.” How fancy.So, Stephen and I struck up a conversation about the weather while I thought about how big his hands were and wondered if his dick held that same statistic.Before I knew it, I had my hand on Stephen with a ph’s leg and was moving in. He kind of backed up sideways and peered at me and asked me what was I doing out alone. He was no rocket scientist, that I could tell. Bill could tell I was a worthless whore like my Aunt Carol liked to tell me and pray to Jesus to help me. ‘I do, mom, I do,’ I assured her and I was about to prove it to her with another load of sperm. I ran my hands over thighs and her ass and then to the front of her panties. ‘I love the feel of your panties.’ She ran her fingers over the front of the panties I was wearing and then reached around to the back. She pulled on the panties and they slipped into my crack against my ass. ‘Do you like the feel of them in your ass?’ she asked. ‘Yes’ I said quietly as I enjoyed the sensation of her silky. "You urge to be fucked by anyone who will, anywhere they will," he said. "Not for your own pleasure, but because nothing is more important to you than giving others pleasure." And he drilled it into me. He didn't let me orgasm for months at a time, until I reached a state where I didn't even think about orgasm. Oh, I wanted it. I wanted nothing else but to cum and release the tension. But I never expected it. All I expected was to please whoever I was working on that day, because I knew.