So, I was ready. I had begun taking birth control pills last spring and had taken care of my hymen with a few of my favorite dildos back in high schoo...l.I'm not sure exactly how much wine we had had but it was enough that I was feeling pretty good, when I began to understand that these two guys just might the right ones to see me through my quest.The big problem was that they were lovers. They lived together and slept together. I liked them both as friends and would never do anything to come. Still sucking her clit. I pull them out and move back up to her and kiss her ever so passionately. She savors the taste of her own sweet nectar. I stare into her eyes again, sit up onto my knees, spread her legs further and guide my raging cock to her waiting pussy. I slowly begin to penetrate her, feeling inch by inch being engulfed by a hot, juicy, never-ending tunnel of pleasure. The next thing I knew was I was fully in her, up to my balls. I pull out and thrust back in. We get into a rhythm. I would grant her mercy. One last time.I nodded and moved between her thighs and entered her with a hard thrust. She yelped, but didn't complain about my savage pace. She was taking it like the good girl she was supposed to be. She had craved that praise from me once and I supposed she still did, even now. She was no one’s whore, used but not kept and I could tell she saw me as her depraved salvation. Alas… she was not the one for me. She would suffice for a fuck or two, but I craved something. The cuts were raw enough to really chew up my hands so I dug up a pair of leather gloves. The whole thing sat in my passenger seat. I threw a hand truck in the back and a stretch cord so I wouldn't have to lug the thing around once (if) I found anything to put into it.The first pawn shop was a bomb. Everything that I wanted was in the safe and I didn't have the skills to open it. I looked around in the usual places for a combination, like under the desk blotter and under the telephone, but no.