He felt t his cock tightening longing for release. He was squirming in the seat, holding her head in his hands, her tangled hair in his fingers. Jay w...tched as he disappeared into her mouth , again and again, his erection glistening with her saliva. God her mouth felt amazing on him. Unable to contain himself any longer, Jay pushed into as hard as he could, letting out a groan, filling her mouth hard, with cum.T.J. took all he had to give, lapping up every drop, and licking him clean. She held. "I shook my head. "I- I can't." I said, my voice cracking.Peter sighed. "Yes, you can." Then he leaned forward and kissed me. On the lips. I swear I saw sparks. I had never been kissed. Even my dad had never kissed me. His lips tasted sweet, and salty at the same time. Then he pulled away and led me to the couch."Peter....you shouldn't have done that. If my dad finds out-" I clamped my hand over my mouth."I knew it. He's been touching you, hasn't he?! I'll fucking kill him," Peter spat.Now or. It was written…’slut no 122’..fuck me. I liked it…and prepared for that night round two and three pounding….That night I went into to bosses chamber once again. Now there was huge bed with roses on it. A whip. Two straps were placed near it….My Big Boss slapped me and said…you slut you did not finish yesterday…I responded by kneeling and saying…I apologise…please use me as you fit today…he shouted…we will tie you…whip you and cut you and fuck you like hell…you will be pleading by end of the day. As they did they would bend over and I got great views of their asses and barely covered pussies. I looked around and the female assistants by the other husband were doing the same thing, peeling the vinyl dresses off each other; the husband was paying complete attention to them. To my surprise the male assistants were also stripping, taking their vinyl pants down and throwing them into the audience. Underneath the men were wearing small bikini briefs which barely served to conceal their.