How doeshe do this to me? Its so uncomfortable, and my ass clenching around his fingersmakes it all the more real. He's finger fucking my ass slowly a...d methodicallysliding two fingers in and out. My body is breaking out in a sweat at the sensation. ?Are you really sorry now, slut?? he asks me. ?I'm? I'm really sorry?? stumbling over my words. ?I'm really sorry, Master.? Itfeels like some form of exquisite torture to speak to him while his fingersare ravaging my ass, and my pussy is dripping. We chat for a while and then the three of us retire to the basement. Travis and I take turns in the shower. As usual, we wrap bath towels around our waists on exiting the bathroom. We change into shorts while Len is showering and sort of sit, half lounge on the hide-a-bed. When Les comes out of the shower he is naked. His semi-hard dick is swinging between his legs. His uncut cock is nearly six inches long with a nice overhanging foreskin. For his weight and height, he’s seriously well endowed.. Fuck me.’ She was moaning continuously. ‘I need you….I need your cock.’ I ignored her and gently pressed my fingers upward, to find that one magic spot I read about online. I pressed up and tickled her g-spot with the tips of my fingers. ‘OH…FUCK! What are you doing?’ She cried, eyes wide with pleasure. She pulled at the restraints and let out one loud long passion filled cry, and splashed her juices all over my hand. She went wild, tossing her head, shrieking and moaning, crying and thrashing. In all of this hype and excitement I had completely forgotten that I would be sharing a room with a complete stranger. My stomach quickly filled with butterflies again as I made my way back downstairs to begin hauling my things to my room. Mom and I each carried what we could and made our first trip back upstairs. With my hands full, I bumped the door open with my hip and slid into the room. Trying to rid my arms of the weight, I ran to one of the beds and dropped what I was carrying onto it..