Your behind was red, but I didnt seem to care. Next time when I tell you to do something you better damn well do it. Can I suck your dick?! No I said,...since you still didnt deserve a taste of my hard cock. I wanted my dick in your mouth very badly. I could feel the same fire and desire that you felt. But I was determined to torture the hell out of you before giving you a taste of me. My madness was taking over my usual calm persona. I now have my belt tied tight around your neck, as I look deep. The lights blare down on my exposed body, stinging my skin. I roll to my knees, offering my side to the camera. ‘Yeah, perfect, baby. You’re a natural.’ I almost laugh. A natural? A natural what? Then, he’s behind me, pushing my legs wider and pushing down on my butt and pushing inside of me again. It slides into me easily and I feel his hips pressing against my butt and then he pulls out and pushes in again. I look over my shoulder and see him looking down at his cock, looking at it as it. I used my hand to help his body pump out cum, pushing upward as his ass and cock throbbed in glorious communion with one another and Dyl shouted with pleasure as semen gushed from him in big wet jets. “Ah…Ah…Ah!” he grunted, and warm joy filled my entire body when I heard that because I realized something right then – Dylan’s and my orgasms had started to sound alike. I hoped they felt alike, too, because the pleasure I experienced under Dylan was immeasurable and I wanted to make him feel that. ”“What? You want us to strip right here?” Kerry asked.“You’re crazy. We’re not doing that,” Karen protested.“I don’t recall giving either one of you permission to speak,” Jim said, firmly, his voice taking on an edge of command. “You lost a bet and the stakes were that you had to do whatever I said for the rest of the afternoon. That puts me in charge. So, before we go into the boathouse, I’m going to get a few things straight between us, and the first is that you will not say anything to each.