One of the other (4) men said something about my mouth being of a nice size, which I didn't understand what that was all about. At least for long, any...ay."Do you like my black cock, Tim?", Bruce asked."Well, it's really big, Bruce.", I said to him."Is your mouth watering, thinking about how it tastes?", Bruce asked."Taste?", I asked."Here's what you're going to do. You're going to let go of Jeff, then get over here on the floor between my legs and you are going to be my cocksucker, you hear me. " I take a deep breath. I had thought this might come up. "Because I sucked at being what he needed." Instead of the half hour that Dan spent on this issue, I spend only about ten minutes, but I finish with, "I stupidly punished him for not being perfect, and I no longer blame him for anything, not even for not handling his unhappiness better. If I blame anything else, it's the culture of sacrifice called Catholicism. Neither of us could even masturbate without feeling guilty. Now I masturbate. Of how life and love gradually returned to the house, but by then she had already learned to make herself small, and unnoticed, and useful. And through it all The Beast listened, a trick as simple as sitting still and caring to pay attention, but one that surprisingly few have mastered.Eventually, Rose became aware of how long she had been talking. “I’m sorry,” she said. “I’ve been talking your ear off.”“It’s fine, I invited you to do so,” said The Beast. “It’s good to learn about my new guest.. Finally!!I will admit, at this point, I was already turned on just by thinking of taking her for the first time.I was sat up at the end of my bed while she lay there, wearing one of my t-shirts and a pair of baggy shorts that shown her lace panties as the shorts were pretty big and didn't cover her properly, obviously, I don't let on to this fact as I was enjoying the view.The night slowly went on and at this point, it was around 1 AM. My party was still going strong and my family were still.