"Stay here," she said. "I have to get the head trainer to sign off. Really, all that drama for a cramp."But she was right, the pain was gone and I was... able to throw as well as I ever could. At least until the next morning when the exact same thing happened again. The very first time I dropped back to pass, the sensation returned. No way was I spending another 30 minutes with Madame de Sade in her torture chamber, so I pretended everything was normal. I made it through another rotation but when. It cost him money he could only just afford, and a fair bit at that, but at least he could now say to himself that he’d actually spanked and caned a female bottom for real even if it was a case of paying for it and it not being allowed voluntarily! Now Sally, his neighbour apparently wasn’t around much as she often stayed at her boyfriend’s house, and it was a good month before she first actually knocked on his door and introduced herself, she was pretty, if a little robust and spent a lot of. He must have been really horny, because he forced me down onto the bed, got on top of me, & started forcefully jamming his cock down my throat & had me gasping for air. Now, I don't mind sucking dick, but I was really there to get my pussy plowed. After a few minutes of the Latino top jamming his dick into my face, I managed to tell him I needed to feel that dick up my pussy, & I turned over & spread my cheeks for him to plow that cock up my hole, which he did...but it wasn't for long.I guess. Hung out at each other's place. I really liked the guy.We had a long weekend come up due to a holiday and planned a road trip. Go out on the road for a couple of days, see a few sights, eat different stuff, maybe get laid. I had noticed that he wasn't really into women. He rarely looked at them. I didn't get a gay vibe from him, though. I assumed he maybe was a prude or not that interested in sex. Me, I was a dedicated horn dog. If it turned out he was gay, it wouldn't matter to me. .