At this I hesitate, even more confused. How does he know of such things? Could it be? Is Logan a Dom? A Master?My head is reeling, my body thrashing, ...jerking. Oh no, oh NOO, I can't cum, I'll be punished! But Master is increasing his efforts on my body. He's now behind me, spreading my ass cheeks, sliding his bulging cock between my cunt lips. Slowly stroking it back and forth. Not yet entering me, just torturing me to distraction.I whimper "Logan, how do you know of such things? Are you... do. "Mouth agape, she turned to Tori for support. Tori merely nodded at the outraged girl, "Uh-huh."I still don't know if it was at the BreadBasket, the Farmers' Market or Paco's Fish Market that Marcy began cluing in, but somewhere in there she began dropping her "hide-me-I'm-nekked!" routine. Sometimes, you just need to be hit with a clue-by-four before you realize that whatever it is that you've been worrying about, just isn't worth worrying about. It's had to happen with me on occasion.I. The black male whose cock was even bigger, then moved in over her rear. He smiled with pleasure as he forced his bulbous dark-brown bell end into Althea's willing arsehole. She moaned with supreme pleasure as he slid his length into her tight rectum.I could not help but be excited by the sight of Althea being pleasured in both holes at once; she moaned in a state of continuous pleasure as the two huge cocks slid in and out of her moist and willing havens. Both men wore smiles of deep. . . . Cindy calls me Shon' sometimes by accident. "Oh, Shawn's my middle name" I say. She avoids calling me Kevin or even referring to me as "HE".We go to the cafe in the student center and sit in a booth and watch people. She places my hand up under her skirt and there are no panties. I finger her while she comments on students; what they’re wearing, what they’re probably like in bed. Whether she would fuck this guy or that girl. Whether I should fuck this girl or that girl... or that guy. She.