" She said moving farther up and lifting up her skirt so she could align my dick with her entrance. I could feel the tip of my dick pop into place bet...een her lips and she lowered herself on me. She let out another gasp and grabbed the back of my head with her other hand pressing it into her breast. She kept lowering herself, my dick sliding in easily in her still cum coated cunt. It was warm and the walls of her pussy gently squeezed my dick as it slid further into her.I felt myself thrust up. I saw my family briefly when I passed them but didn’t have a chance to speak before being thrust unceremoniously over the punishment bench and strapped down with my arse higher than my head and my legs widely spread. For a moment I thought how much nicer it would be if a well endowed man came and thrust his hard prick in my open cunt but the thought quickly disappeared when a woman, a stereotype buxom lesbian dyke in appearance, stood to one side, gently swishing the deadly thin, white,. Breathing furiously, overwhelmed by the invasion of my ass, I rocked my hips to match the thrusts and felt my balls slap against my groin and my prick bob uselessly in the air. She was fucking me up the ass. Yes, oh, yes, she was expertly fucking me up the ass. I knew I should have felt humiliated, ashamed, but I welcomed each thrust of the dildo, each thrust that enforced her power, each thrust that sealed my fate as her helpless toy, her pathetic captive.I pictured myself ? bound, blindfolded. Forced my cock down on my belly and sat on it. Somehow she managed to push my extremely rigid erection down with her pussy and cradled it between her wet, wet lips. The warmth was amazing. I just wanted more. She quickly adjusted her pleated skirt and ensured that it covered everything exposed at the back and between her legs in front. She started tickling me. I was mortified by her actions. What if we’re bust? My cock on her pussy in the lounge! How would we explain this? But her imaginative.