I had known that some day we'd do it, but the reality of the situation actually happening still came as a surprise. "Kristen... I don't think..."Krist...n looked at me sharply. "Don't think. Do it."There was something in her voice that commanded authority. I recognized it, since I tended to use that same tone of voice with "Patricia."I shook my head. I hadn't decided how or when I wanted to lose my virginity, and now somebody--yes, somebody special--but somebody was deciding this for me. This was. My hand sensually playing you like a guitar; plucking skin, stroking a riff, sliding upward to your pert breasts, fondling and gently squeezing each nipple as if tighten the strings of the instrument. Moaning, you come out of your dreams, you can feel my taut erection nestled between you ass cheeks.Moaning again, you lean back into me, pushing your butt back into my now hard cock, now it’s my turn to moan. My hand slides down passed your belly and onto your hot mound. Gently, I cup your woman. Satin took it all and never stopped until I began to shrink. As I did, she slowly rose up and let me slide from her depths. She rolled over onto her side and watched me as I regained my hold on reality. She smiled at me as I came down from an incredible high."Do you feel better now? I think that you should. You were very good, you know. You should be proud of yourself. Few men can stay with me that long."She watched me with a smile. For some reason, I actually believed what she said. Maybe that. Don't make me keep sucking you. When are you going to fuck me like you know I want?" I couldn't believe my own ears. I was in another world. But as long as it lasts, I'm going to enjoy it. Only two things can happen: they kill us, or we are rescued. Until then, I'm helpless. I can do nothing but enjoy all these big black cocks. They never did anything sexual if the other hostages were around, so it was our little secret--actually my five big, black, cum-spurting secrets.On the fourth day, a.