Yeah ... okay," Jacob said only half hearing.He grabbed his duffel bag. Since he was stuck here, he might as well see what came with him. He pulled ou... his cell phone, surf wax, suntan lotion, two water bottles, and several packets of cherry Kool-Aid drink mix. There wasn't anything useful with any of that. He searched the outside pockets of the bag and pulled out a forgotten lighter."Shit!" he grumbled. This was it? Whatever caused him to end up here couldn't have given him better things than. She was sitting backwards on the couch, kneeling on the cushion, holding on to the back for support as she bounced herself up and down at a pretty steady pace. The scene was a mix of shadows and flashes of skin as she moved in an out of the light, that’s when I realized she was naked. Her breasts bounced in and out of view, her neck, back, and part of her side showed her pale skin. Some of you will think this is crazy, but I’ve never seen her naked before. She never undressed when she came in. Gradually she kept feeding cock into my ass inch by inch. I felt the tip touch my inner walls, my bodies sign that this was deep enough, but she didn’t seem to notice. She kept pushing forward until the whole thing was buried in me. This time there was no warming me up to it, within 3 pumps she was thrusting 9 inches at a time into my sissy ass and I was loving every minute of it. I had a muscular tanned goddess crouched above me, slamming a black cock into me while pushing the back of my head. When it is turned down I am just barely ok but whenever she turns it up I feel as if I could explode at any moment. It is torture as she brings me close to orgasm over and over again. The waitress brings our order and gratefully Michelle turns the vibrator off. I look up at her and say, “Thank you mistress.” She just smiles at me as we begin to eat our sandwiches. About half way through the meal I see her grab the remote again. I can’t help but say, “Please mistress no.” “Are you.