Fill me up sooo good." "You like that?" I taunted, stroking in and out slowly. "You like my dick in your ass?" "I love it," he hissed back. "F...ck me hard." Steadily I started pushing in and out of his tight ass, slowly at first but gradually picking up the pace till I was pounding him almost frantically. My balls slapped against him and a sharp, tangy smell filled the room as we both began to sweat from out carnal exertions. Through it all he kept looking back at me, gritting his. The soldiers all leered at our naked bodies as we were led through the dunes.They would have raped us already, but the Samurai stopped them. “Brandon gets first choice,” he reminded them all. “You get the scraps.”The geisha all nodded their heads like that was the most normal thing in the world. They were as vile as the men. Their fellow women were enslaved, and all they could do was fawn over the Samurai, their eyes dewy with lust for the warrior.A whip cracked and the column marched forward.. When we broke up I dove into work and had not had time or interest in other relationships, and had not even slept with anyone. Even though I had jerked off it was normally a quick session in the shower before work, or in bed at night.After a month of this routine I was getting restless, and needed a good night of sex. One Saturday I got up early, worked out, and then came back to watch a football game. A friend called and I asked him to come by and watch the game. When Steve showed up he. Her hand moved over the stricken animal?s face and savoured the smooth skin that had yet to receive the attention of the tattooist?s needle.She looked down at the tools at her disposal and watched the way that the man?s eyes moved to watch her hungry slit. As a drop of clear liquid dripped he watched it fall out of sight with a flicker of his eyes and moaned in anguish. Mistress was minded to compose another poem, but it took contemplation and calm, both of which were not now in her grasp.This.