She was confused – she knew she was wet enough to take a dick, so what the fuck was going on? She had another moment of panic and tried to pull away..., her memory fresh with the vivid memory of the time she had fisted Bethany and became terrified that someone was going to try it on her. What if this was Brandon? He’d openly admitted that hearing about her getting fisted would have been hot. Surely he wasn’t going to just up and try it. She thrashed her shoulders and tried to move her hips away as. Fortunately for me, Mr. and Mrs. Myers were in a hurry to leave, so supper went by quickly and without the usual non-stop conversation and joking.After they left, we settled down to watch some TV, like it was a normal Friday night. It was strange, trying to pretend to be interested in some stupid show while our thoughts were really on the main event of the evening. Snookie was lying on her stomach on the floor, like she always did when she watched TV. I didn't even make much of an effort to. I worked in a part of Southern California that was very heavy Navy and Marine presents. I knew that I liked to see naked guys as well as naked girls up to this time I mainly had been out with girls and really thought that that was all there was to having a great time having sex with a pussy. One day I decided to go to an adult arcade to see what they were all about. In this part of the city there were quite a few bars and hotels where the military guys would go. There were a few adult arcades. This would be followed by a nice long massage (panties still on of course) until she can't take it anymore forces me down pulls her panties aside and rides me until I physically cannot cum anymore and, most importantly, she feels I have adequately served my purpose as her personal sex toy. The following morning instead of waking my goddess up with the customary pussy licking to clean up any remnants of cum, tide me over until my goddess's breakfast is prepared, and get her day off to a nice.