Who is the bitch now''''fuck , look at you taking all of my big cock, yes bitch , good bitch boy stay weak and fuck ''pouding up fast and deepbouncing...on my bed arm over my head tied up making sure i stayed down taking heri look at her cum in me , feeling my hole getting stretch open wet , pumping a few times in me calling me her good boy kissing me making me into her lil bitch''this is my gift to you, make sure you wear it as often as you can, ill be back next week, you gonna be a good boy. After dinner Ki and Joe were going to make their first amateur porn video.Both were pretty confident about their bodies and weren't really worried about it looking bad. One of Ki's interests was photography and video tech.When she had first introduced the idea a month ago Joe had loved the idea, and Ki instead of giving in right away to something they both wanted held out as long as she could.Even now she had to fight the urge to rip of Joe's silk white shirt and black slacks exposing his hard. He grunted and dropped like a pole-axed steer as I motioned to his partner.“Next,” I said cockily.For about three minutes there I was in the zone. You guys know what I mean, don’t you? I mean that place where, for a short time during the process of getting shitfaced, you are really good at something. Maybe you run the table at pool, or throw three bulls in a row at darts ... or get lucky and knock down some big tattooed biker dude. I held my own with the second biker for about a minute, then we. He scowled at me. Amidst his invectives a fleck of spit accompanied the word "tribadism," shooting from between his pursed lips like an oath. It was then I knew all was lost. I knew not why at the time, only that my happiness had been discovered. Why oh why did we not hide ourselves better? Everyone must have noticed the way we looked at each other on our return trip, the little games we played and tender glances we exchanged. I only learned later that the treacherous Grimaldus had been.