. Ouch, my poor dickie swells painfully in that tightcage, how I yearn for release, and how I want for that release to nevercome, so I can shamefully ...njoy this abuse and degradation...He fucks my throat. I hear his comments about how it feels like pussy,how much fun it is just to go as deep as he wants, staying as long as hewants, and not having to ask for it or thank/apologize for it afterwards...He takes his time, slowing down so prolong his fun and extend my blissfulmisery. I feel it. I focused my attention back to Ron’s cock, and began taking him into my mouth. Working my way down to the base of his cock. His hands began groping my breasts, and as he pulled on my nipples I realized how wet I was becoming. I started to get into a cock sucking rhythm. “Oh fuck Amanda, you are so hot.” I began deep throating his eight inches. It wasn’t easy, but I don’t have much of a gag reflex. I could tell that Ron wouldn’t be able to take anymore, so I increased my pace. “Oh fuck, Amanda,. She did a couple of laps of the room guiding me around with a vice like grip on my nipples, pulling me along by them. She stopped at the desk, pulled the wooden chair out and turned it around. Suctioned on to it was a big cone shaped dildo, a mini-fucking mountain and she gestured, "Sit on it, face the back of the chair, and fuck that dildo, get it all the way into you and then sit still." After some positioning and shuffling I slid in and I fucked it smoothly, each time endeavouring with. I had already jerked a number of loads in Amy’s honor each day since we had met. My orgasm mantra had begun and is going strong still, “Oh god Aim I am cumming for you baby.” Now, often shouted loud enough so she hears it downstairs. That night it was the best yet as I contemplated the fucked-out slut I had met. I fully expected her to have one of those blown out cunts that just gaps open as she spreads her legs and one of those assholes that was puckered open permanently. Although my cock just.