As it was, Steve had felt the need to ass-fuck each of his slaves, and to ask Mary to let him ass-fuck her, so that he could figure out what it was ab...ut sodomizing Johnny that felt so different. The blow-job Johnny had given him, and the hand-job he'd given Johnny had felt like making love, but when he'd taken Johnny's ass, he hadn't had the same feeling. He'd enjoyed it immensely, but it had a different emotional content that he couldn't identify at first.He'd analyzed his feelings while he. Fuck me…please, fuck me…harder…harder…please.”By this point I didn’t care who heard us. I probably wouldn’t have cared if every guy in the dorm lined up outside his door to take turns fucking me.“Tell me what you are.” He said as he slapped me on the ass once again.“I’m…a…oh yeah..oh yeah…right there daddy…I’m….a …slut. I’m a cocksucking fag….I’m a whore…I’m your whore…ohhhh…eeeee”I could barely form words. He noticed and just focused on fucking me, slapping my ass every now and then. I. Every one cleaned up but i was made to stay put . everyone left and my wife came over to me and rolled me over on my back and said . put your leggs in the air for me . as i did she grabbed one ankle and pulled it till it almost touched my face and tied it in place , same with the other one . my ass , balls , cock and face looking at the ceiling . she stood over me and put on a strap on with a smile on her face. she kneeled down and plunged the thing to the hilt. she then roughly grabbed my. Linda smiled. ‘Good, since we’re done, let’s go for a dip. Then we can go in and I’ll make dinner for us,’ Linda said. She started for the ladder and stepped onto it. ‘Are you coming, Micky?’ she asked the young man, who was still sitting against the hay bale. Micky started to get to his feet. ‘Yeah, I’ll come down when you’re off the ladder,’ he said. ‘It’s not safe to have two people on a ladder.’ ‘See you at the pond, then,’ Linda said. ‘Last one in’s a rotten egg, and it looks like it’s.