John tried to imagine what it would feel like if a girl had her hand round his own cock.Mr Whitaker seemed quite relaxed about it too; obviously this ...wasn’t the first time. He reached up and stroked between her legs. She didn’t seem to mind. It was hard to see at that distance but his hand seemed to be pointing up rather than along; what was he doing?And then, incredibly, little Ella swung a leg over him and lined up the ginormous cock between her legs!! She was only five feet or a bit more,. There was a tattoo gun set up, laid on the table next to my head and they told me I had to choose either getting a gang mark tattooed to me... their sign on my face or be publicly humiliated by taking on a pitbull on the front porch in plain view broad daylight. They left me there tied for a half an hour to think... the tattoo gun still laid out on the table next to me. I couldn't let them brand me as a gang whore, and they made me say it loudly, “I want to fuck a pit!” They then gave me. My cock gets twice as hard and starts to pulse just by the thought of what is happening. Shayla pushes her cock deeper into my mouth, making sure I get it extra slobbery. She then pulls it out of my mouth, and shoves it into my girlfriend’s wet cunt.As my girlfriend continues to suck on my cock, I can see every single vein and bulge on Shaylas thick member penetrate my girlfriend’s deepest areas of her cunt. Her balls slap against my girlfriends clit as I stick my tongue up to run against. His mouth dips to mine not quite touching, brushing over my lips with his tongue moistening them as he then whispers, 'l still need to cum baby, down on your knees.' 'Erm... errrr... l,' I stutter not quite knowing what to say, feeling I should say something but I'm so caught up in his gaze it's as if I have no clue how to speak.'Sh-sh-shhhhh, no questions, do as you are told! On your knees,' his voice softly controlling me. I find myself sliding down against the wall, my wrists now firmly held.