In high school, I spent two frustrating years trying to date the opposite sex. I found girls to be rather disbelieving: "Go out in public with a sissy... like you? I'd rather die." At the end of my junior years all that changed.Cindy, easily the cutest girl in my home room class, had become my friend in the last month or so. She would eat lunch with me every day ignoring her other girlfriends and the athletic jocks who always seem to follow her around.She would call me at home and we would spend. I want the strength to keep on fucking for a while, don't I? Three gorgeous women who want hot sex. That's a hell of a problem for any guy. It's certainly one I've never had before. You won't hear a gripe from me," I told my Filipina with a satisfied grin on my face."Come on, stud. Let's see what your fiancee is cooking up tonight," Cristina encouraged me as we left the washroom. The view of her slick and naked ass reminded me of what awaited after the meal. Wild sex and incredible food sounded. She had a flat stomach with no signs of stretchmarks or blemish. Although she was petite she had a beautiful shape. Her hips were remarkable and her as was round and lifted. I pushed her back onto the bed and pounced on her pussy. I planted my lips and nose in the crevice between her clit and her asshole and just relished the moment. I took in her smell and looked up over her tight tummy at her face and she was looking directly at me watching to see everything that was happening. I started. His response was to buy me a camera for the computer. He bought one for his computer too, but he almost always was content to command me rather than seek his own pleasure. As he watched me do his bidding, I often caught a glimpse of his intense stare. Since becoming his, I've regularly seen that look. I swear, he can see through me and deep into my soul. At first, he was content for me to pleasure myself, but he started adding pain as well. Until I met Him, I had no idea the potent impact of.