When he realized that I was cumming, he yanked his cock from my pussy and I felt so empty. Still in the throes of orgasm, I didn’t realize what he i...ntended until I felt heat and soft steel against my crinkled asshole. This I truly was afraid of-I enjoyed anal sex usually but no way had I ever considered letting anything that size near my ass. I whimpered and tried to squirm away and he leaned forward, putting most of his weight on my back while his cock fought his way into my protesting. He also added some items from our special drawer. Some soft white rope, a strip of black silk, equally qualified to bind wrists or serve as a blind fold and one small pink vibrator.At last it was nine pm. The Holiday Inn was only a few blocks from our apartment. We'd be a few minutes late, not seeming to anxious, though I was, indeed, too anxious, more from nerves at this point than from excitement, though I was well aware of both.I noticed Sal the moment I entered the bar. He was gorgeous. A. But Stephie was ... superior to all of them. There was this contracting of her vaginal muscles that made each and every thrust into her an adventure unlike any other before or since as she milked my dick relentlessly. Moreover, our conjoining appeared to last and last and last---until with a primordial scream we came together and collapsed in one another’s arms.We didn’t speak for quite some time. And then it was Stephie who began by saying: “I love you, Howie! I don’t know how, but I’ll figure. None of the women from the ship’s crew would have anything to do with him. He had even approached a couple of the Pix girls. Allan had said the Genteli used them as whores, so why couldn’t he?But the bitches that were now living here said they didn’t have to service him because they were free and not slaves. Even the Burgis whore, who serviced the construction workers and anyone else, wasn’t keen. She had named a price twice what she charged the others. He hated paying for whores and wasn’t.