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The tightness must have been a motivation; because he came in the shortest time I have had the pleasure of being the recipient. But it did not lesson the amount. When he pulled out…his jizz poured from my Hardcore dilated asshole…it ran down my legs…causing a puddle to form next to my bed. Could not stop the tears from flowing…the last vestige of control was now gone. Kyle turned me around….looking at me as if studying his own work…he flicked the ring going through my clit…the pain searing through me as I flinched. He just chortled… My ass was sore for two days…worried about not being able to control a bowel movement…gave myself multiple enemas. Tried to get all residue of Kyle out of me… [b]Chapter 7 Thankfully the workweek arrived…gave me time to recover. Had to wear loose clothing, and despite my wanting to rebel against Kyle’s no panties edict…I could not wear any because it bothered the clit ring. Which was turning out to be a blonde different type of bothering. Thursday morning I accidentally rubbed the ring while I was wiping myself…there was just a smidgen of uncomforting, but also a tingle…I lightly touched it again…flicking it slightly…a shiver ran through me. By the end of the day, I was like a kid that can’t stop picking at zit…I was playing with the clit ring even under my desk. That night…for a reason that is beyond me, I told Kyle about it. He told me public to strip and show him…and I did…I did without hesitation, as if I was sharing a new found toy with a best friend. We went into the guest room…he went between my legs…he flicked it with his tongue. As much as I was stimulated, it did the same to Kyle…he worked on me with gusto…my lust becoming overwhelming…my orgasm was violent. He then fucked me in the missionary style…for the first time…after he exploded in me, he turned us into the 69 position…did not take long for me to explode…he did not, he spun me around doggy style and fucked me from behind…reaching under and playing with my ringed clit…I came…he did too…my cunt was stuffed full of his cum. We lay, catching our breath…him to recover first, my pussy still undulating from his big cock and hard thrusting… Just a few blowjob days ago…I hated him…hating my own son for what he was doing to me, hating him for taking away my self-control, my own self-determination. Yet right at this moment, I wanted his cock in me…to dominate me…to fill me with his seed. To be honest, if he told me to eat the shit out his ass and wash it down with his piss…I would have…anything to have him in me. I rolled him on his back…used my tongue and mouth to clean and lubricate his dick…then I straddled him…placing the head of his wonderful dick at the entrance of my asshole…his asshole I should say…he owned it, it was his and only for him. It took a lot of effort on my part…and he must have recognized that….he slow fucked my asshole…took the better part of an hour before he filled my anal cavity with his seed. He graciously turned me around…whether or not he would do anything with me, did not matter…I swallowed his cock…cleaned the entire residue from skinny it…I loved it. Fortunately Kyle did the same for me…a totally new experience having both your cunt and asshole eaten out… Yes…from now on….Kyle flat owns me. I am my kid’s whore. Chapter 8 The following week…I was supposed to get my period and leading up to it I was a ravaging sex maniac with Kyle…almost with total abandon, I was sexually assaulting him when ever the opportunity presented itself. 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