“Ooh damn, damn, damn!”I pulled back a bit and thrust hard again, gettingmaybe six inches into her. I kneaded her jugs,recoiled and rammed... again, grunting with effort.She squealed and sank to the floor, popping my arousedprick out of her sucking cunt.I kicked my pants and shorts away, bent my knees anddrove it back into her, all the way into her, one handon her shoulder and the other full of her long, blondehair, pulling hard and arching her back.“Yes, yes!” she sobbed.. We did. He asked me to lay face down on the day bed and he got on top of me in a fake wrestling neck hold with his crotch in my ass. I could feel his cock getting hard through the two pieces of fabric and pushing into my ass crack as he started a dry humping motion. I had to admit it felt kind of good. Ron asked how it felt and I admitted it felt good, he continued to dry hump me, then he pulled down the back of my briefs and I felt his bare 6” cock in my crack. “How does this feel?” I had to. ’ Our conversation then came to an end as more customers arrived at my end of the bar, so I finished my beer, and as I was leaving, John winked at me and I smiled back.I had three days to wait, and they were three days of hell as I struggled to think about anything apart from what was going to happen on Friday. When the day finally came, I decided not to go to the pub too early, as I didn’t want to drink too much before the action started. I used some hair removal cream, so my cock, balls and. I got up and John left early and I put on a tight blouse that showed my tits and a tight pair of pants with a string thong. I put the butt plug up my ass as I knew I needed it stretched as much as possible, if Darrell was going to fuck me in the ass today. My phone rang at noon and it was Darrell, and he asked me who my black master was and I said said you are and I told him Franks apartment number, he was out to town for a month at a new job and allowed me to show his apartment. Darrell told.