They said goodbye to Ian before showering together for the second time today. “Does it hurt much?” Steve asked as he rubbed the lathered gel over ...er bright red ass cheeks.“It stings just the right amount,” she admitted. “Ian knows his stuff; I can’t believe I kept begging for more.”As Liv dried her hair and reapplied her makeup, Steve went out and grabbed some pizza to bring back to the room. He wanted to make sure to feed her before the next session. He wondered if he should call it off, but. He cursed beneath his breath, the bitter winds then hurled his duffel bag with all the strength he could yet endure. It crashed heavily upon the rusty steal high above, with a deep sigh he prepared himself for the climb. ‘Home is where your head rests.’ He shivered. Another day another night it’s all the same. Nothing is ever changed, knowledge and wisdom come with age, then I must be ancient, the elder at the gate. I am trapped in this private hell or grim nightmare, which, I cannot wake. The. His eyes told me that he thought he couldn't lose."Okay," I yelled "let's do it."A roar went through the crowd, now about fifty or so people. A squirt of oil splashed on my ass. A finger glided down the crack of my ass and slipped deep into my asshole. "In case you lose," a voice whispered in my ear.Someone called time and that's when it hit me. In a few minutes, I might be lying on the ground while Jake pounded that thick-veined cock deep into my own ass again and again as the crowd cheered. When I finally come down, legs twitching and lungs aching, my tense shoulders relax and I slump back against the velvet sheets, thoroughly satisfied. My arms fall down with me, landing on a soft curtain of my silky black hair. That was incredible. Still breathing hard I bring my hands down and run them down the muscled contours of his chest, past his abs and I feel the place where we are still connected. Asmodeus has stopped his thrusting, lifting his head and giving me a moment to breathe. I.