Bob was no sex fiend like Gunnar Strand had been, so after the first time or two they held back. It was as if, knowing they'd be married they wanted t... wait. But up here in the woods... all alone... in that hot tub... later in the cabin.Naked, she just dashed through the cabin and outdoors. The cold air stung her skin. She laughed in glee and then cooed in pleasure as she immersed her body in the hot tub, which was deep enough to take her to her shoulders. Out west those tubs usually ran about. No no no" and walked away with me attached to his cock. "Go limp, little rag doll" he said. I did as he said, bending over so my hair swept the floor and his legs as he fucked me .....slamming me up and down against his cock. My arms, legs, hair, tits were everywhere. I did nothing but go limp in his arms and allow myself to be taken by him. "now that you're not pregnant I'm going to fuck you so hard you won't be able to sit for a week." I didn't doubt him for a second because it felt. I wanted to see Tom, the obvious leader, close up and personal. His dark intense eyes and the way he moved and interacted with his lads was consuming me with curiosity and lust. SO I followed him into the toilet and stood at the urinal right beside him. I looked down at his cock and mine, which I had removed thinking I would piss, started to harden immediately. His cock was a good size, but that's not what struck me: his cock shaft was tattooed with a design I couldn't quite make out without. June dropped off the video and pictures that night and I made copies of them. June got the originals back the next morning. She was unaware of my copying and that was fine with me. I watched the video and was impressed at how much Sarah seemed to enjoy herself. She was definitely the best girl I had working for me at this point. It only took two more days after the party to get Sarah in my office. I was her first man of ‘color’ and I taught her a few things while we had ‘fun’. I discovered that.