” I pulled my fingers free; grasped hold of the chair back, left my poor pussy to spasm helplessly about its sodden, empty core.“Please.” I ramm...d my pussy down, speared myself on his cock, strained to push it up between my swollen, wet pussy muscles, and hoped to feel it thrusting against my cervix. My pussy juice soaked arse slapped down against his dampened thighs and my swollen, needy clitoris grinded into his magnificently abrasive pubic hair.I fucked my wonderful boy; endlessly riding the. She instantly looked at me to see my reaction. I just smiled and gave the 'it's cool' look. Was she frustrated? Or was it him causing this? I told her to relax. All of a sudden she is wincing like she bit into something sour and biting her bottom lip as she could no longer kiss! This guy was working her and she wanted to moan!!! I looked to her side and this short mans hand was completely under her skirt! More importantly, she ceased stopping him! Then in a very bold move, he gets on his. “You’re like your dad, weak and easy to control. But I think I could have a use for you. How old are you?”“s*******n”“good you have more time to give me, the rest of your life” she put one finger on the bulge of my cock “I can make you into whatever I want, can’t I” I tried to resist her words but they were so sweet, so erotic, and it made me melt for her. I didn’t she dated my father (screw him anyway), and no one cares about me in that family anyway, but she made me happy more than ever. I was dairy stock with a penis too big to put clothes on unless it was a separate piece of clothing. Gloves, could be a glove, a special kind. I laughed thinking “fingerless glove” so my dick would poke through and dribble freely.I had witnessed, before bed the previous night, my bunk mates seducing me while they taught me to ejaculate volumes of explosive pressurized Happy- mess gizem into them, on them and all over the place in increasing amounts while they loved it. And it didn’t seem to do.