All the initial trepidation gone, John sucked. He got his face fucked and fucked well. He tried to look over to see if his Mistress was pleased but ...ouldn’t see. His nose was deeply embedded in the wiry pubic hairs of the man who was using his mouth like a pussy. The stranger grabbed his ears and started pounding, causing John to gag and almost puke. That didn’t stop either of them. John kept sucking that gorgeous black cock and the guy kept fucking his throat. Tears formed in his eyes. I stuck with the skirt blouse combo for a while but my skirts got very short and my blouses extremely revealing. Then I started to mix it up, wearing dresses sometimes – short, figure hugging ones – or super tight jeans with scanty little cropped tops which show off my sexy belly. I never bother with a bra – I like to make sure my tits are presented to maximum effect, which means cleavage showing and nipples straining against flimsy material. Now summer's here, I swan around the office wearing. They were always full of shame and humiliation, often, but not always, with pain. Every time I brought a new man home, I introduced her as an ass-whore. It was exactly right, it steeped her in humiliation right from the first moment of their meeting. The men loved it. Most of them had spent years trying to get their wives or girlfriends to take it up the ass, now, here was this hot-bodied woman who whispered in their ear, when the time came, to "please fuck me up the ass, I want your cock in my. I already knew it."Brian, before setting this in place, you need to think about what you're proposing..."I cut him off, "Mr. Bell, we both know I won't live a long time. We keep dancing around the truth, but it doesn't make it less true. You four are the only family I've got and will ever have, so please fix it so you all can have equal access to the trust. If that means fancy legal language, please make it so."We'd been working through my financial portfolio for a couple of hours. My.