Ann tells him to sit down while she slowly strips for him. Standing naked in front of him she tells him to strip. “You do it for me” he said, his ...oice trembling. He stands up and she begins to take of his shirt, then his shoes and then his pants. She can see his cock outlined in his underwear. Pulling down his underpants his cock springs up. She is disappointed that it only 6” but doesn’t say anything. Bending over the chair she encouraged him to fuck her from behind. She moaned loudly as he. What finally changed that attitude was some porn I was reading. The writer described the feeling of the tip of a cock touching his asshole; I don't know why but I suddenly wanted to feel that myself. The only problem was I had no idea how to find somebody to do it for me.My first chance came while I was camping in Yosemite. I had driven down to Mammoth and was enjoying one of the local hot springs. A young guy showed up and we chatted a bit. I then got out of the water and laid face down on my. This time, it was her turn to ogle. There was no hiding my thick hard-on in my tight jeans. Not shying, I stared into her face. Her full lips stretched to an evil grin that made my heart pound.From there, we fell into easy conversation. She told me her name was Laurie and she talked little about her background other than to say she had not been a model. I told her what I did for a living and what I did for amusement, leaving out Kristie the bartender until she asked me directly if I was seeing. I am going to put some tape over your mouth, ok?” “Yes mistress.” “Good boy.” She placed the tape over my mouth and climbed onto the table positioning herself over my face. “Have a good look.” She said. “Tell me, what do you see?” “Your pussy Mistress.” I replied. “Mmmm…not quite. You are looking at what controls you, every time you remember this view you will have an erection that belongs to me. You will not relieve yourself ever. But you will take note of how many times you think of my pussy.