"Swallow against the tip, or don't. Either way, you're doing this."I quickly start swallowing against the large head as it prods the back of my throat... and with a small pop, you slide down my throat with a groan. One hand shifts to my throat, as you push in and out, feeling your dick slide up and down my throat from the outside. You still, holding me in place, my throat constricting against you. You hold me there for what seems like forever, looking into my eyes. As my vision begins to blur,. . stop ... humili..." The words died in her throat. She groaned softly.Scott and John continued to watch her as they licked their dry lips lustily. "How does it feel now?" Scott said edging closer.Nena's breathing was quick, and shallow. "It ... it ... it ... feels good, but ... please ... don't humiliate me any ... more." She began to suck in her lower lip.Mark knew she was losing control. The entire weight of her breasts were now suspended by her hard, stiff, elongated nipples. Perspiration. "Fuck me John. I want it." "You're sure? I don't want to hurt you, my darling boy." "No I want it. I want to feel your cock inside me." I let go of my legs and let them down to the bed, stretching them as far apart as I could. Being a slutty whore ready to take on a cock. He pulled his fingers out of my ass and knelt between my stretched-wide thighs. I looked down and watched as he took his hard dick in his fist and positioned it against my recently stretched anus. His cock was fatter than the. He was black, a football player, and one of the nicest guys I had ever met. And that’s how I fell for him…It was the last day of our senior year. We had known each other since 9th grade year. I had him for my last class so while everyone was saying bye and hugging each other, I couldn’t help but notice him sitting at his desk alone. So I walked up to him, sat on his desk, and said with a smile, ‘Hey John, why you sitting by yourself back here?’He replied, ‘I can’t believe this is the last day..