I was the center of attention but my satisfaction was not what mattered. I was a vehicle for them to climax. I was a fuck toy, a cum receptacle and I ...oved it.The guy at the foot of the bed lifted my legs and placed them against his chest. I knew what was coming and I was ready. Julie had fucked my ass with her strap on before but this was different. This was a warm hard throbbing cock and I wanted it inside me.He rubbed the slick lubricated against my puckered asshole and I moaned like a. She said she would like that very much.Over the next two years, we saw each other every six to eight weeks.On one occasion, she told me when she caught me looking at her breasts to ‘have a good look – they will be gone soon!!'My initial horrible thought was that she had breast cancer and was having a mastectomy – why hadn’t she told me? She explained that she was having breast reduction surgery as the pain she experienced in her back and shoulders where her bra straps dug in was beyond a joke.. Our bodies were hot with just finished hot water bath and also due to the excitement. She held my phallus with all love and lust and it was the best coitus defined in book of sex. It was after I flooded my lava in her valley that I reminded her that we had not taken any precaution. She smiled and stopped me from further talk by sealing my mouth with hers. It was very passionate kiss of gratitude by one to another.Now there was no two thinking. I took leave from office for three days. We left by. She closed her eyes, watching galaxies explode behind her eyelids as his tongue fired her up. The belt slashed against her ass cheek, harder yet, then again against the other cheek. She yelped, jumping back. Clarence stood and pointed at the floor. “Come back here and stay here or I’ll be forced leave welts on your ass and thighs.” Xenia moved back into position, fingers clenched tightly in the cloth. This is so damn erotic, she thought. He moved forward and closed her nipple in his mouth,.