Takes control

Riding Jack you had some control over how you were penetrated. Even though the idea wouldn't have crossed your horny mind you could have stood up at any time and ended the fucking. Traying taking you was different. he had a big strong hand on each of your hips and was in total control. Your pussy was his until he decided he as done with it. And you had willingly given him this control, even begged for it. It was driving you crazy with lust. After a lifetime of needing to jump through hoops just to maybe, occasionally, get humored sexually by an unenthusiastic woman the experience of someone just taking you for their raw pleasure was intoxicating.

With Jack you had spent minutes slowly working his cock in, inch by inch. Tray wasn't interested in that time scale. He was pushing hard right off the gate and you were glad you had warmed up with jack just moments ago. The pain was sharp at first but your body quickly adapted and then craved his thrusts.

You wanted to reach back and rub your folds but just then you were made aware of other players no longer content to just wait their turn. The shortest of the bunch but with a cock no less impressive strutted up to you and rubbed himself on your face. You drank in his heavy musk, and then let the warm meaty goodness into your mouth. Salty precum met your tongue and you could sense he was closer to the edge than Jack or Tray were. You decided that you were going to suck the cum out of this man.