I am now addicted to getting fucked, craving the pain and intensity I can only feel when my owner’s cock is inside me.6) Matt is the only one who fu...ks me. And from all that I know, I am the only guy he fucks. He fucks me because he has such a torrential sex drive and I am a convenient outlet. Matt told me he never wanted to have to jack off ever again, and in a way, I am proud to be that cumdump that he needs. He fucks other girls, I knew three, and I have tasted all their pussies on his cock. Gripping his right hand with hers, Denise pulled it down to her soaked slot and began rubbing it against her pussy. Jack immediately slipped two fingers inside much to Denise's delight."Oh god Jack, you have such talented fingers," she moaned, "and I have such a treat for you when we get back." Does it have anything to do with some naughty lingerie?" he teased."Oh shit," she panted, "I forgot those were still in my bag. You found them when you were looking for pain killers didn't you." Yeah. I. " Are you okay?" I guess so. Mari and I were gang raped all the way back. I hurt from that. Mari fought more and that's why they were torturing her when you showed up." As we talked, I was cranking the engine and headed back to Camp Pen. We left with lights ablaze and didn't stop until we reached the fortress.Jennifer took charge and got everyone bedded down for the night. She took me home and held me as I had the shakes.Later that evening, the door to our room opened and someone stepped. 'Leave the door unlocked'. Was Abbi changing her orientation? Was she about to join me in the shower? It was big enough.No, Abbi wasn't about to join me under the shower. The bathroom door opened and she came in fully clothed still and bore away the clothes I'd discarded. A few moments later, before I'd even left the shower to towel off, I heard the front door open and close and a car start up. Then, after I'd completed my ablutions and was beginning to wonder what was to happen next, I heard.