I rubbed even harder as my now half-closed eyes watched him lick his doggy-dick with his long tongue, seemly enjoying both the feelings from his tongu...e's rough licks and the taste of his own puppy-making juices. I had once tried to lick my wee-wee but even with it stiff, my young body was too chubby to bend around and reach. I couldn't even squirt my own creamy juices in my mouth so I could taste them.My horny mind suddenly wondered what his swollen doggy-dick tasted like. Also whether it would. I look around the room and notice few things. He brought the laptop (man this is just to easy) and has nothing else besides his clothes here. I move over to the bed and start with the control routine.“I am going to hurt you tonight Mike. How much I hurt you depends on you.” I love this lie, they always believe if they cooperate I will hurt them less. I quickly bind his hands with zip ties pull him down so he is half off the bed and secure ankles to the frame. This way he has some mobility but. .Me: Rishitaa, you promised you will prove your gender.She: Ok. But don’t you tell this to anyone.Me: I won’t.She then slid down her pants and then her panties. I saw her white pussy and I just couldn’t stop myself.I turned her to the other side, fingered her with my one hand and pressed her boob with the other hand. Then I kissed her neck, cheek, lips, her shoulders and whatever I could find.She didn’t utter a word, she was in her own orgasmic world. I pressed her bubbly butt. Then I lifted. I pushed myself more upright and began thrusting my hips back and forth, impaling myself over and over again on his hard shaft. Kevin met my every thrust, driving himself deeper with every stroke. Somewhere in the back of my consciousness I could hear myself groaning and gasping and letting out little squeals of delight as wave after wave of orgasmic passion washed over me. In the ferocity of our love making, we managed to roll over, giving Kevin the lead. I was in another world as he plunged.