That is what I wanted and that is what I was. And I felt no shame about it because it was not just what I was, but what I desired to be. "Okay, slut, ...turn over and lay on your back on the bed," and I obeyed his command. And raising my hips and legs and high heels skyward, I felt him put his cock again in me and again he reached for the camera and the pictures began. With my legs and hips raised and my skirt around my waist and my tiny clit he took picture after picture. Of his cock in me and. It teases the end of cock before expanding open and plunging itself onto his cock, causing his eyes to roll back into his head in pleasure. The tentacle starts pumping up and down his shaft. He watches as the appendage gets fatter and thinner as his rock hard cock goes in and out.After a while, the tentacle slows the pumping and finally withdraws its warm, sticky envelopment from his cock. Out comes the same protrusion again. This time it wiggles uncontrollably towards Mark’s cock and slowly. They all did something very different.Last Christmas, I treated myself and bought a Sybian riding machine. I was having mind blowing orgasms all the time. But, still I dreamed of having sex with multiple men. I wanted to be treated like a whore. I wanted to be a naughty girl for an evening. I wanted to be called a slut. The idea of these things really turned me on.I wanted to be fucked so many times in one night that my cunt would hurt the next day. I never had that kind of sex ever in my life.. As soon as I got in my room I got my cock out and stroked it a hundred miles an hour, It didnt take long before I was shooting long ropes of cum right on the floor of my room. It was one the must intense wank sessions I ever had and I felt like a nap. After my nap I realized I hadnt even looked at the view from my balcony, when pulled the drapes I saw how lucky I was. There in front of me was a perfect view of the hotel pool area. There was a huge pool, hot tub and bar with lots of palm trees..