He kept me pinned down and unable to move as he assaulted my sissy pussy, all the while calling me a faggot and a whore under his breath. It was after...a minute or two of repeated hard thrusting that he bottomed out up inside me, and at that point he rested up for a few moments. I was his property, now, he told me. His bitch.He slapped my ass and said that as of tonight, I should understand that everything is changed - that my true role in life is and will be to provide pleasure to men, from now. I was definitely going to fuck this sweet piece of angel food cake. After another trip up and back I tongued her asshole. After that I just kept making trips up and down her body worshiping her pussy.Stacey wasn’t a whole lot older than Ashley was when she first moved here. I remembered seeing her sunbathe topless with my wife on more than one occasion. I was secretly in love with Ashley’s mother, not that Ashley was second best by any means. After all, Ashley was naked and letting me abuse her. “Lets see what little Ryan is packing.” She said as she attacked my zipper allowing my very average 7 inches slid out and stand as tall as it could. "Maybe this will help someone stay where he belongs." She said as she broke eye contact to look down and spit on my throbbing dick. "Still want me to stop?" She asked as she gave me a sloppy hand job making eye contact again with her beautiful light blue eyes. "Hell no." I regained my voice as my heart slipped out of my throat. Her ass was perfect,. I unbuttoned my pants and slipped my middle finger down my dripping slit and collected some of the juice and bring it to my nose. It smelled sweet, yet a slight musty smell. So I decided I needed to taste it. I loved the way I tasted. So down I went to get more. Buster must have smelled my arousal because as soon as I went for more, he perked up a bit. By this time, my pussy ached. I never felt a feeling so intense to have something penetrate me before in my life. So I decided to remove my.