The best was our wedding night but anytime we went out clubbing I would wind up in a storage room or outback or in our car having s** with the bouncer... or other customers. At my company Christmas party the entire wait staff and bartenders had s** with me. One of my girlfriends at work saw me with two men fondling me and then one of the guys closed the door as the other f***** me. She waited for them to finish when she asked if I was alright if I was raped by them and I smiled and said no it was. My hips moved on their own and I thrashed my heads back and forth moaning and screaming to the orgasms. Master was relentless. He never slowed down and every time I squirted he moaned deeply and encouraged me to keep going. I could feel something bigger and deeper coming. I fought the feeling. I knew if I came this hard I would completely lose any bit of control I have and he would Master me completely. And he kept going but I needed him, I needed him over me and inside me and kissing me.. " She took a few breaths while I looked at her, expectantly. She then whispered, "I hate having semen pour out of me after sex. You pull out and I'll hold my opening closed, and you go and get a big wad of toilet paper, and I mean a big one."I nodded my agreement and pulled out slowly while Deirdre slapped her fingers over her vagina. She said, "Hurry, please," and I got up and ran to the bathroom. I brought out the whole toilet paper roll then stood by the bed and I rolled up a large wad. I. His beautiful tool was exploring regions of my vagina that no other man had ever discovered. I felt almost like a virgin as Aaron's rod parted layer after layer of unused pussy. I started to cum so hard. I couldn't completely stifle a moan. Thank God for the CD player and for Metallica being a loud band. "Are we coming to our house soon?" Pattie said to Bryan, grinning and emphasizing "coming." Both she and Troy laughed so hard at that. I didn't know what to do. I wanted to want Aaron to.