Utterly oblivious to his choked scream of agony I pulled back and stabbed him again, commencing an absolutely frenzied rhythm. Immediately ecstatically transported by the overwhelming thrill of power and dominance flooding through me, I drilled every iota of that insanely intense emotion deep into Slut-boy’s tight, tender, virginal anal passage. At least once every second I stabbed into him all the way up to the balls, absolutely exalted by the wildly delirious experience. And just as the saleslady had said, the relentless rhythmic pressure on my c**t as I f****d him was far more stimulating and exhilarating than even the best act of vaginal s*x. Within seconds I knew that I’d never be satisfied with anything less.
My days of letting men inside me were over! From now on I would only be f*
