She had decided that was the best way to vet the men because her primary interest was in testing their male equipment and libidos above all else. She ...new her sister would hex whoever she selected as a matter of course and personality and character were of little interest to her in her desperately deprived sexual system. All she was really interested in was a man that could bury the salami without a lot of fanfare.She suggested to his open mind that they go to bed and start humping right away. Then before I was ready he buried his member deep in my mouth holding my head and brutally fucking my face. Without warning he exploded in me his salty thick cum filling my mouth forcing it way down my throat and over flowing out my nose. It was awful yet a turn on as I felt me ting white cock start to stiffen. “OHHHHHHHHH Goooddddddd Yeasssssssss” Master Carama cried as he filled me. Masters cock slipped form my mouth just in time for me to witness Master Obike mount Carol with one hard. After eating and drinking a few beers we relaxed watching the sunset and talking. It was getting late and Bob said he was sorry but he had to get ready for work, it was his week for the mid-night shift. He showered and got dressed as Janet and I took care of cleaning up from dinner. He kissed Janet good night, said he would see us in the morning and left.Janet told me to make myself at home, she had put some towels out for me in the bathroom. I thanked her and told her I might watch a little TV. In fact the thought never entered my head since I was so focused on doing what I needed to do to get her to cum. Helping her to reach orgasm became my single goal in our lovemaking. When she finally did cum, I felt as much satisfaction as if I had cum myself. Oddly enough maybe even more satisfaction. Was this what it meant to be a submissive bottom? All my life fucking women, had I actually just been a sub bottom looking to get laid? Was being dominated and fucked by a hard cock better than.