He had forgotten his shame and embarrassment, they took back seat to the growing need he had to cum. He had forgotten he was straight, he had forgotte... all about the fuck pain. His thoughts were on one track now, he needed to once again cum.Joe was giving the muscle bitch a nice hard fucking. He drove in hard and deep, the fuck tunnel was a warm clutching sensation, it hugged his fuck pole and the little ass ring was a tight hot rubber band that clamed around his rod. He slammed into the man’s. Sweat poured off of all of them. They almost looked ready to collapse, and Fighting Hawk had them sit down and drink all the water that they could hold. They smiled as he produced six skins of water from the kitchen. When they were looking better, Fighting Hawk took the dynamite and started for the tunnel. One of the men stopped him. He said that it was too dangerous for him to do that job. Fighting Hawk was amused, but saw the determination on his face, and he was big enough to probably stop. Wouldn’t you rather go with your friends.”I shook my head, “No, first, they don’t have a car so we’d be stuck on the bus, and second, it’s nice being around you. They’re kind of frivolous, you know?”“Frivolous, huh?”“Besides, I think you’re cool. Come on, take me shopping, please? Pretty pretty please?” I batted my eyelashes. The way he groaned, I knew I had him. I pumped my fists and wiggled my hips to do my dance of joy, “Yeay! I’ll be right back.”“Wait wait, where are you going?”I looked. I think this is why I do it, the control and build up, then the submission, being used as a human condom by men who are deemed losers, thrills me more, because I know the pleasure I am giving them increases my own and cumming together amplifies our orgasms.I was 19 when my then boyfriend and I went to a party and I took some recreational d**gs along with wine, soon we were out of sight upstairs necking and getting passionate.I had just gave up my virginity and thrilled at the sex and the.