Her answering smile was thin and nervous as she stepped up to the counter and handed me an envelope. Inside was the money and a ‘thank you’-note t... ‘all the regulars and the owner of The Friendly Bar’ signed Lynn Rosemont. Then she turned to leave. ‘Lynn, do you have anywhere to sleep tonight?’ She turned to me again, a question in her eyes. ‘I’ll manage somehow. A colleague at work went over to the apartment with me today to gather my things so at least I have money now. Why? Why would you. I held tight to my Brothers thighs, my face lying and rubbing all over his wet crotch-meat so the Stud wouldn’t knock me off my knees as he wildly pounded and pulled my torso uncontrollably by his lock on my pelvis, driving me in every direction as he came. It seemed like forever that the muscular Dog kept jerking my entire torso, pelvis, and swinging cock every which way with his doggy-root and his chest and forepaws imprisoning me against him. My face lolled drunkenly against Genes rod as I. They have little interest in my naked body as they have a hand on each others cocks. Huge sexual tension without a word being spoken. I was in my early twenties when I first watched one man blow another man’s cock. It was an incredibly exciting event for me and a huge turn on. Since then I have watched numerous men blowing another man, including men I have been in a relationship with. Earlier today I asked my man, “Is the man you have organised today for me? Or is it us?” I was very pleased. Later: I am laying back on the bed quite comfortable in my tied up position. The ropes aren’t too tight but now that I have regained full consciousness, they are noticeable. I sigh contentedly as I savour the silky sheets beneath me and await the return of the sexy voiced man who is my keeper for the night. I don’t know how long I have been laying here, but the anticipation is starting to get to me. I can already feel a considerable wet patch between my spread legs and my nipples are hard with.