He gently and patiently massaged my butt while fingering me until I was relaxed again and accepted his finger.He moved off of my legs and I could spre...d them wide finally so he could keep pleasuring me. A second finger soon joined the first as he knelt next to me. His two fingers were softly going in and out and spreading my wetness. I was awake now! Tom kissed my back and neck. His breathing became deeper and quicker. I looked at him and saw his penis was getting erect. He rubbed my breasts. “I said I would tell you when you could have this,” he growled, a note of anger in his voice as he gripped my wrist tighter. “Do that again and I'll tie your hands behind your back for the rest of the night.” I could see from his eyes that he meant it, they had that mean, determined look that drove me wild. He knew how much I loved to touch him, feel his beautiful cock, cup his balls and run my nails down his chest and stomach, making him shiver. I liked to sweep my hands along the hard line of. I would suck his cock several times a day. I was a sex prisoner. It seemed he was always needing sexual release. As I matured he needed to try kinkier things so he now taught me to get my ass fucked. He leaned me over the end of the couch and spread my ass apart. He rubbed my round bud for several minutes before he put a finger inside. I did not like this but had no say. After he fingered my ass, he pushed his cock to my opening. slowly he pushed the oversized cock into me. It hurt so bad I was. It was erotically charged, but completely safe and well "held" by the organisers. I found myself, three times, holding a beautiful woman in my arms, naked and gentle moving against me, as she felt the space, felt the touch of others or the sounds of the dark room. Without any words spoken she guided me to hold her where she would gain most pleasure from the encounter. We breathed together - and in one case, with just my hold and our breathe, she came with a beautiful sense of joy and release..