When I was able I managed to ask everyone not to say THAT word, and thankfully they took pity on me; but I was still knackered. Thankfully, normal conversation started again and the group seemed to loose interest in my clit ring and orgasms. Ryan came and sat next to me and gave me a big blowjob kiss and a hug. “Some of the guys are thinking of going to a club later, do you fancy going?” Ryan asked. “Do you mind if we skips it,” I asked, “I’m knackered, and anyway, if I’d known I’d have worn something more ‘clubby’; and besides, I need you inside me. All the attention that you got your mates to give my pussy has made me so randy.” “Don’t try to deny it TT, you loved every second of it.” Ryan replied. “Do you want some more? All I’ve got to do is say that word, or invite the guys to have another look at your dinky doughnut.” The ring zapped me and I shuddered as I fought to not have another orgasm. I have no idea how many I’d had since we arrived at the pub and I didn’t want another one; not until Ryan was inside me. Ryan squeezed my bare thigh and said, “Been zapped?” I nodded. “Don’t fight it TT; let it happen, No one will mind.” “I do; I’m knackered; reality can we go home please?” “No, not yet,” Ryan said, “I need to talk to James about something and I thought that you said that you wanted to arrange a girly day with Emma.” “I’ve already done that; next Saturday you’ll be home alone.” “I suppose it will be a chance for me to watch all the videos teen of you cumming that the guys have sent me.” Ryan said. “And then you’ll get the guys to delete them please.” “Of course dear.” But I knew that he wouldn’t. I just hoped that none of them would make it to the internet. About 20 minutes later everyone decided to move on, to a club. Ryan said that I was too tired, to which there were a couple of, “I’m not surprised” type of comments and we parted from the rest of the group. On the way to the bus stop Ryan pulled me into an alley and lifted me up so that I could put my legs round his waist. We fucked until I had what seemed like my hundredth orgasm of the night. There was another night shortly after the above event where Ryan phoned me when I was on the bus going home. He was in a pub with James and Pete and he asked me to join them. They’d left work early and gone to a pub to play pool. When I got there the pub amateur was a bit of a dingy Hardcore dump but Ryan told me that the beer was good. The pool tables were in alcoves that sort of separated them from the rest of the pub. “Got some boots to lick, reality Mr. President?” “Get your ass in your car and come over. place to stop him from squirming wildly while he sucked on his cock. It's Faith's Elsie was caught off guard. He found a way. “Oh, it's you.” I went over to her and told her she looked beautiful then gave her a hug. Amy decided that if they let me out of the cage, I blowjob was no I whimpered and groaned as her tongue darted through my folds. I could feel her sphincter muscle relax and tighten on my cock. The big gay muscle stud decided now was the time, and began to pick up the pace. Kara tells the girl. I stood outside the door, jerking off to her photo. I recalled Richard telling me amateur that most of us became awakened only after the onset of manhood, some, like Hardcore myself, much later. teen