She seemed to like that idea. She won't think so when there's eight or nine guys each of us with a big monster cock wanting to brutally just pound on ...er. When she has two cocks in her cunt one in her ass and two in her mouth she might change her mind.but in the meantime that pussy is mine. She's my personal little fuck doll. I can do to her what I can't do to my daughters and my sister. And she welcomes it period She knows I'm not going to hurt her. But I have no problem forcing my cock down. It was about one in the morning and so I had two hours, if of course he showed up.He was waiting in the parking lot by a battered red T-Bird that had seen better days, but not this decade! He was dressed in 501's and a T-shirt and wore the same friendly smile that he had on the table. We exchanged names so I found out that his name was Ron. He gestured to the car but I suggested that we take mine."Any good bars?" I asked as we walked to my Mercedes."Oh, I know a few, it depends on whether you. I went with it anyway.I winced in actual pain as I lifted myself partially to pull my shorts down to my ankles. I sat back on the bed and my I had a partial erection for her to see. She raised her eyebrows.“Um, where is it hurting?” she asked, uncertainly.“Fine, I hit myself here,” I said pointing to my dick.“Which part?”My cock was upright at this point and she still looked concerned. Was she still not aware that I was faking it? Good for me!“Right here,” I said, pointing to some random part. Leaning down just a bit, I slid my hand forward and felt it again, thickening and rising against the front of his kilt.I heard the catch in his breath as I wrapped my hand around it and stroked lightly.We were in a long, dark hallway off the back of a small retail establishment. Anyone in the right place in the store could have seen us; him leaning over the sink, mouth open and eyes closed, me leaning in from behind with my hand under the back of his kilt.He shuddered again, now fully hard in.