He smiled in that Dr. way and said, “Wendy, you should go on an anti-depressant and pick up a hobby.”So, here I am. This is how it all started, my...journey into having sex with strangers, having a daddy-dominant husband, all because I took a writing class.My Dr. suggested a hobby, I don't think he meant dungeon sex. But pole dancing was out of the question as I have a bad shoulder. Therefore, I chose the adult writing class at the college.Honestly, I'm very excited about the class since I had. No cameras, no mics, no nothing. You're a pretty scrawny dude, so hopefully you won't wind up like the last couple of guys" Wh- What?!" Just remember there's a panic button on your watch if things go tits-up! Good luck kid!"With that, my earpiece shut off, and I was left standing at the mighty metal doors to CHT Chamber 12. Swallowing hard, I tapped my watch against a wall scanner, opening the door with a hiss. The inside of the chamber was fairly barren; just an expanse of white metal. His thoughts, however, were to keep things under control and defuse his own situation by thinking about how he and the other two men had made Alice air tight the night before. Alice had such great orgasms; Jim was sure all her neighbors knew each time she climaxed.Unlike the first time at the beach with the girls, the guys made sure they were especially close to one of the girls. The girls cuddled into the guy that seemed to have chosen them without too much comment, although there was a. When she finally reaches 5 she pauses and looks me in the eye and asks, “Should I speed up the strokes so you don’t miss out on what I’ve had to do hundreds of times for dozens of men in the past?” She carelessly flicks her cock as if she were making hand gestures as she continues taunting me.“Wow, that sure made my cock extra hard,” she giggles. “What turns you on more? Hearing about me swallowing other men’s cum or the thought of you swallowing your own?“ Her cock twitches as she begins.