"I'm sorry' she whimpered, already knowing he was in his control, she felt his power, and was glad for it, was finally free to feel the slut she knew ...he was inside."What do you want", her eyes down-turned, she could feel her mind giving in to him."Do you want to be my little cum slut, are you ready for a man to use you the way you really deserve to be used?"His words seemed to slap her again, "Slut" god what a ugly humiliating word but when he said it she could feel her body shiver, her pussy. My hand, which had been caressing her prominent ass, moves around to stroke between her parted legs, feeling the outline of Kristina’ pussy through the cool fabric. Kristina jumps fractionally as the sound of my voice breaks the silence of the room. ‘Uugh, nice work Kristina. I knew that mouth of yours had potential the minute I saw it. But you have more than one hole to entertain me with, so let’s move on to the next.’ As I say this my fingers slip under her panties and touch her pussy,. Well I was only to happy to oblige. This was two summers ago, and it was one of the hotter days when I met her in Tooting. I put the chaise in the back of the van, secured it, and offered Sally a lift to her flat rather than get the tube. (She lived north of the river, not far from Blackfriars bridge)I was in swim shorts (No underwear) and a vest top. She had on a ankle length flowery pattern skirt, with a loose cut semi vesty type top. We set off across london, chatting along the way. The. I’m just happy to have her fine pussy to sink my cock into.” He told me about how she liked it in all three holes and how it was so easy to bring her to a screaming orgasm. “One time she messed up her dates and invited another guy over the same evening as me. When we both arrived she took us both on. She said that it was her first threesome but that it sure wouldn’t be her last. That was a wild night. I’ll have to see about getting you hooked up with her sometime. I know that you are.