He put a finger under my chin, “Believe me, I want to. But today is a make or break day. Will you trust me when I say that you need to be Dr. Rabino...ich this morning, and not my favorite fucktoy?”I looked at him, then nodded. “If I can trust you with my body and my life, I will trust you in this.” Then I grinned mischievously at him and said, “But I can’t wait to be your – what did you call me? – fucktoy, again!”He helped me up, unclipped my hands from behind my back, then went into the other. Iris wasn't finished. She was still kneeling close to her father. She had a piece of leather cord. She wrapped it tightly around his cock and balls pulling ends tight and tying a knot in it. He had been partially erect. He groaned to the feeling. I watched as the tightness enhanced the hardness of his cock since blood couldn't leave his erection. His cock and balls began to swell. Iris now stood and said, "That will dry out quickly today in the sun."I cringed with the thought. Alice felt my. I could just chalk it up to the drinks, or being young and wild, but I knew it was more. It wasn’t like he just gave me a blowjob, or even I gave him one, or any one thing that could just be easily explained away. Darren and I left no stone unturned in our lust and exploration of each other’s bodies. That first night, I fucked him, and was surprised by the passion, surprised by how incredible it was. The second time together, Darren fucked me. I never could have imaingined how good it felt and. In that position, if my clit is being impacted by the forceful pummeling, it feels wonderful. More often, though, the real excitement for me comes from the psychological pleasure I get from being taken and used. ‘I mention this because being ass-fucked is very similar to the feet-over-the-shoulder fucking. I’m lying face down, my ass up on a pillow while a thick thing slides into my ass. That was a weird feeling at first and really nor sexually arousing because I was more concerned with what.