Better than a brush handle

Keeping him firmly in her grip she leads the lad over to the bunk bed. He was still in a daze after his unexpected nut.

She handles him like a mannequin, as if he had no ability to move himself. With blunt efficiency she pulls the jumpsuit down off of his slender pale body. "Mmm." She smiles and nods. She forces him to step out of it. Then she takes his legs and bends down to remove the slippers and socks he wore and then onto roughly removing his underwear.

He allows her to do all of this. He was both terrified and fascinated by the amazonian woman. He stood trembling and naked as he watched her with something approaching awe. He had never met a physical specimen like Cait before.

Without warning she scoops him up off of his feet, cradling him like a baby. "I'm top bunk." She informs him before tossing him up onto her bed as easy as anything. She points at him. "Stay there Kim."

He nods, not daring to resist her.

She then removes her own jumpsuit. She had neither underwear nor socks on. Within the blink of an eye there she stood. Over six foot tall, bulging muscles, huge round tits with enormous brown nipples, her muff trimmed so that just a small swatch of fuzz sat just above her pussy. Her low body fat meant almost every heaving muscle was visible through her just slightly tanned skin. She stood with complete confidence. She was proud of her body and this small cell was her domain to rule.

Kwan's eyes were large as saucers as he stared down upon this goddess.

Cait grins. "Like what you see Kim?"

He nods enthusiastically. She pauses a moment. Almost seeming flattered by his honesty.

"Good."

Taking the clothes she bundles them up and stuffs them in under the blankets of the lower bunk. She fluffs up the bedding to make it appear as if the hump of a body lay beneath them. She steps across the room and flicks the overhead light off. The room was darkened though not dark thanks to illumination still filtering in through the outside window and the door window. And with that she plants her hands on the edge of the top bunk and leaps up onto her bed.

The sturdy built State bunkbed held their weight easily.

On her hands and knees she hovers over the petite and beautiful young man like a lioness over a gazelle. She backs up so that her she could look down on his dick up close. No kisses or caressing touches, Cait gets right to it. Wasting no time she grabs his softening cock by the base and begins slapping it back and forth on his stomach. Kwan stayed very still, he wasn't sure what would happen next but he couldn't wait to find out.

Little globs of cum still leaked from him as she handled it. She runs her hands up along it's length then slowly back down again. Grabbing it once more she SLAPS it down roughly.

"Don't even think about going soft Kim. This is my cock now, you understand?" She peers up, the low light from the door window appearing like a distant flame reflected in her intense eyes.

Kwan nods obediently.

She smiles. "Good boy!" She looks back down. "Fuck...you're no boy though, are you? You are fuckin all man! Jesus. I'm not gonna lie. I didn't even know they made Asians this big." Kwan was simultaneously flattered and offended by the casual racism, yet he lay still. "Especially little femboys like you."

With the swift directness he was beginning to expect from her Cait leans down and swallows half his cock. She SUCKS with the **** of an industrial vacuum cleaner. She forces any jizz he had remaining inside of him out in a heartbeat.

"GUH!" He grunts.

She sucks and sucks with a constant hard suckling that causes Kwan's eyes to roll back. There was zero subtlety with Cait.

"GUHHH!" He grunts again.

Slurping hard up off of him she smiles. "Shhhh. We don't want to be interrupted." She looks back down at the man meat in her hands, a look of obvious approval and happiness on her pretty face. "Holy shit, I love my new cock." She looks up. "I'm going to need this four or five times a day. At least." Her other hand reaches up and squeezes his balls. He grunts again. She chuckles. "He he he. Aww yeah, you got plenty left don'tcha? He he he. I'll let you know when you can cum." She rhythmically grips his resurrecting cock and growls as she admires it. "Mmmmm...a lot better than my fuckin brush handle."

She goes down on it again with the same brute **** suction even as she continued to squeeze his nuts nearly to the point of pain. Kwan struggled to stay quiet but he couldn't stop small groans and gasps from escaping. She handled him like a slab of meat...and it was wonderful!!!

Slurping back up off of his proud knob she looks at him once more. "Kim, I think this is the beginning of a beautiful friendship."