I tap her on her right shoulder as she turns around. I am blushing. She gives me a light smile. "I would forgive you if you were my girlfriend and che...ted on me." Why did I say? It's all I coul think of saying. She laughs and clearly was endeared by my comment. It wad easier to introduce each other now. "My name is Nate" I proudly declare! "Hi Nate, my Name is Gina, nice to meet you!" We spoke for about 12 minutes. Fast forward past those 12 minutes, she spents the night at my place. We made. Her sin-stained heart raced faster and her pulse was erratic to the point of complete frenzy until that ultimate “tingle” hit her feminine core with the power of addictive compulsion driving her to seek it time and again no matter how degrading or humiliating. She grew familiar with the working of the male equipment more from feel through the clothing than from visual exposure. Still, it was more than enough to convince her she needed a handsome young man to furnish her with a steady source of. My heart raced as I looked at her, and the thought of being exposed toher in such a humiliating way made my tight briefs work double-timeholding my tucked-down penis from tenting my gown.She introduced herself and sat on the edge of the table in front of me,crossing her beautiful, shiny legs, and asked me to describe theproblem. Stumbling a bit, I told her about the bug bites I got on mylast "camping trip" - in reality, I was walking in the forest, dressedin one of my kinky outfits -. You feel the tears of pain and humiliation.You feel the material of your swimsuit being tugged and pulled aside and then you feel a large object pushed into your cunt. It feels massive and hard. The dildo sticks out of you like a flagpole and the material pushes against it but cannot cover your humiliation. You look sideways to see who is doing this to you, but you are slapped and told to keep facing down. The dildo is moved in and out of you with some force and is accompanied by hard smacking..