. she controlled me and I was enjoying it ... so far."Let's get this cock in your asshole, rickiee. I will stroke your hard cock as I fuck your ass. I... you cum, you will be so sorry. You understand? I don't care how you control it, but you don't cum without my permission .... EVER!She quickly withdrew her fingers and I felt the head of the rubber cock at the entrance to my asshole. Quickly she rammed it in."Unghhhhh" I squealed.She impaled me on the cock. Her lubed fingers stroking up and down. In the meantime hands were pawing at my bum and my flimsy knickers were unceremoniously removed, by one of the guys to more sounds of appreciation.I loved the kiss and attention of Jamal, he was my favourite and although I loved being dominated by all the boys, I always felt that there was more affection and connection with him. My right hand was wrapped around his lovely cock and pumping it as he kissed me passionately, my left hand had found Dennis’ fat monster and was failing to tug it. His priorities are clear and absolute, he’s the kind of man who has no problem following them. On the contrary, nothing gives him as much satisfaction as reaching his goals, fulfilling his life-long dream.Except, however, the curse – in his opinion – that follows all men. A distraction-inducing, bothersome, ever-present attraction to women. In that, he’s as normal as they come. Images of pretty, young girls are what he jerks off to in his bunk. Nothing too out-of-the-ordinary, really.. She was totally mine. I began pumping in and out of her. Slowly, at first, then with faster strokes, I worked my meat in her tight, convulsing cunt. I could feel the juice squirting out of her with each withdrawal, and feel the pressure inside her tummy with each insertion. My thrusts took on more urgency and I felt my prick swelling even more inside her, testing the containment of her tight, clenching cunt. I could feel the surge swell the length of my prick and then I was jammed to the bone.