Could I get another chance to suck someone's cock?I was now someone else. In fact, I was someone's bitch. It made me remember the nights with Steve, m... best friend, and how I loved it when he forced me to suck his cock. How he would grab me and roll me over to try and fuck my ass.Whoever this was, held my shoulders and started to pull me over to where the toilet seat was. He kissed around my neck and whispered, "Why don't you get on your knees for me. I won't tell anyone. Promise".I then felt. Will I make love ... have sex with any one of them ... other than Meka? Almost certainly not. I say ‘almost’ simply because I currently don’t know any of them anywhere near well enough to have any particularly strong interest in any of them. Were our lives different, I would be very interested in Meka. Of course, if our lives were different, Meka would probably be a different person, perhaps a young woman that would not lose both her parents before she turned 19.“Even though she was hurting. I want you to cum deep in his ass!” Pam stated while watching what was transpiring.“Now, you come up here,” Pam then said to the other person in the room. I heard Pam direct the other person up to the head of the bed.“Now, you place yourself right in front of this slut and make him give you oral!” Pam commanded the other person. The other person did so, and I was soon presented with another cock! My wife had arranged for two guys to fuck me anonymously. What the hell? I thought as I focused on. There really wasn't much going on and the way to the changing room was unspectacular. Of course I had to put on a little more clothes there. ***Maybe I was wearing wide shorts. And maybe I wasn't even wearing any underwear.I also suspect that the couple across got a really good look, because they looked at me all the time. Occasionally they whispered to each other. Both wore cycling shorts and muscle shirts. He was clearly younger than her, although he was probably my age. She looked more like.