Playing up for the Managers, pretending she's somekind of virgin... pah..."I wince as she spits, on the wall and inch from my face. "I.. I am.. a v..v...rgin!" I squeal."Don't lie slut!" Diane says twisting my arm further. "And you need tolearn a lesson, I'm top Sissy around here right? You're just a fuckinglittle nobody!"I try to protest and squirm free but her grip is too tight and too painful,I can't even kick back against her... "Please.. I'm not trying to challengeanyone... " Of course. I froze again, but this time not in fear, but in pleasure. I didn't want to do a single thing that might scare him into stopping his tongue bath of my crotch. I buried my head again and squealed with delight.I became aware of a burning desire in my loins, a craving so strong I could do nothing to stop it. I rolled over on my back and ripped off my panties and practically shoved my cunnie in Smokey's face. A feeling started building up inside me that I had never felt; a pulsing, flowing feeling,. She told us that she was running a male escort company and that these guys were working for her.Then she asked my wife if she had already made love with a black man or men. And without even letting her answer she asked her if she wanted to try and have, I quote "the most intense and extraordinary sexual experience of her lifetime that would reach her pleasure level to limits she didn't know even existed".My wife and I giggled in embarrassment and denied politely (we did not exactly believe in. I did what he wanted. "Yeth thir!" I said trying hilariously to talk with a cock in my mouth. He grinned, obviously enjoying such a humiliating display. "What?" "YETH THIR!!" "That's right bitch." That's when he told me to lie on the bed with my face on the edge so he could fuck my throat easier. He leaned over me and slapped my ass hard. I felt my dick get sooo hard. I thought to myself, "wow, now I get hard??" All those times impotent in front of beautiful waiting women and an old man.