I propped his ass up on some pillows. Now I had him at an angle that allowed me to easily plow my fake rubber cock into his ass making direct contact ...ith his prostate on every plunge. It also allowed me to grab his cock and jack it towards his mouth later…Once again I pressed this huge cockhead against my husband's rosebud. Victor took a breath and I eased it in slowly. I had lubed the head enough… I watched his face as just the head of this cock pushed past his now well stretched sphincter. I. Come on, Janet, it’s just for fun!?So she allowed him to cuff her hands in front of her and they walked into the club. If it was eye candy to James, it was eye-opening to Janet. Stages all around the large mail floor, with pole dancing, strippers in latex, the hottest sluts she had ever seen in collars and leashes, kneeling, bent over, being handled like whores, it was sensory overkill. After letting her stand and absorb the scene for a few minutes, James urged her onward, and found an empty. I feel my ankles tied to the table legs wide apart, as Ron slides his finger into my anus. ‘Now whore! This is what we like, my friends all have wives, wives that they wouldn’t dream of arse fucking, but you, you little slag this what you are fit for and so you will use this little hole to please them all and you better make it good your hear me slag!’ I nod and answer him ‘Yes Sir I will I promise’. I hear him chuckle as he moves round to my front leaving my arse on show ‘come on boys come. Will she bite my dick off if I try to get away? Will she bite it off anyway when she’s done?There was nothing he could do except go along with it. And it was strangely exciting, despite the surreal circumstances. None of the things he usually liked to do during a blow job; playing with a woman’s hair, stroking her skin, placing a guiding hand lightly at the back of her neck, none were options he could indulge. Any reaction from him could be perceived as a threat, and that could only end very,.