John then began to slide his cock back out but stopped just before it exited my hole and then pushed it all the way back in again. He began to pump m... arse slow at first with nice steady strokes but began to pump faster and harder as time went on. Soon enough John was ramming his cock into me hard and fast, holding onto my legs to get support he continued to pound my arse. His cock felt so good as it slid in an out and I couldn’t resist grabbing my cock and starting to wank it. I was so. I too became acquainted with him and became friends quite soon. He was around 30 years old, 5 9 and rather stocky built. He showed me around Jeddah as well in his car and told me the places where I can go eat and have fun. As our friendship grew he confided with me and told me that he was having sex with andy, I was very shocked to learn that and thought he might be kidding. But he assured me that he was telling the truth. He told me that he had been fucking andy in the ass for last six. He went stillon my back and I was sweating again, hair matted to myforehead. He remained in me for a while and I started to think ofnew stories to write, and thought of “Raped by Wolves”while I sat there. This large dog on my back. Thesensation of fur on my back and cock twitching insideme. Hot breath on my neck. I bit my lip and grind myhips against him. How can I leave this behind? Why, after the sexual highfades, do I feel so bad with myself? When this feels sogood. So right. My. Every time I do this, I will feel them putting themselves inside my body. Leaving their after-taste in my mouth, a constant reminder of being violated."Suddenly, I am back home. Staring at the wash hand basin. Looking at the drool of white, sharp-tasting, minty toothpaste from my mouth. This taste tells me I am home. The taste tells me I am not where I should be. Each time I go through the routine, it reminds me I am still following orders. Still the obedient... (Jennifer searches for the right.