Beyond all of that trouble though, I’ll lose my mind because I’ll know it was my fault entirely. I killed you because I didn’t have the strength...to resist what you want.”She stared at me for a second and then wrapped her arms around my neck. “Oh, Seth. I didn’t realize you felt that way.” She kissed me and pressed her body to mine. I was still erect and before I thought about it, she was pushing me back and straddling me. It didn’t take her long to reach orgasm, but Leanne was pounding on the. She must be leaving a wet patch on Eric's pants. She thought of all the times with a man that she'd had to fiddle to get his bits to line up with hers, and was thankful for her lubrication for making *this time* work perfectly on the first try."You still okay?" he asked her.She didn't trust herself to speak, but nodded emphatically "yes", and made a quiet, primal, slutty sound that she hoped was encouraging."Good girl," he said again. God, she loved it when he told her she was a good girl.She. I smeared some oil in between herbuttocks, but then decided that her pussy was just too perfectto waste. I slid forward over her back, and slipped into her.The wet warmth of her engulfed me, and I pumped in and out,long strokes, my cock swelling. The flesh of her ass movedenticingly as I penetrated her. I smiled, and slid my thumbbetween her buttocks, pressed it into the warm oiled bud of heranus.As I groaned and pumped faster, I felt her sphincter spasmingaround my probing thumb, sweet. I bought them in every shape and size. They all did something very different.Last Christmas, I treated myself and bought a Sybian riding machine. I was having mind blowing orgasms all the time. But, still I dreamed of having sex with multiple men. I wanted to be treated like a whore. I wanted to be a naughty girl for an evening. I wanted to be called a slut. The idea of these things really turned me on.I wanted to be fucked so many times in one night that my cunt would hurt the next day. I.