But my sexual desires overpowered it quickly and I answered the door. I let him in, he locked the door and took my towel off. We sat on my couch and h... rubbed my tiny cock and balls in his big hands. I rubbed him and his shaft quickly grew inside his pants legs. I unzipped him and he forced me down onto his tip. I gagged on it several times and still Gary forced me down on him. It took a little time but I relaxed my throat and was able to take a couple inches. We went to mattress on the floor.. Let me explain, I am considered posh and have a very good job, I worked very hard to get where I am and nobody can say I haven't earned what I have.I am 37, tall thin and plain, most men I work with think I am a bitch. My past holds some very murky secrets and I keep them locked away. I love sex and the sluttier the better, I suppose I am what most men describe as easy, but when I need sex and get the itch I have to have it. When I got married I stupidly vowed I would not wander, that lasted. Consider the fates of my mistress and I:My Mistress:-Tiny and weak compared to her wife and her new boyfriend. My mistressunder four feet tall, her wife five foot seven, her boyfriend six foottwo.-Extremely attracted to masculine bodies. Rippling muscles, thick, hairy,blocky appendages, deep voices, enormous cocks, large dangling balls,commanding tones, and dominant, do-as-I-say dispositions.-Extremely attracted to eating the semen produced by these virile men.-Extremely submissive to any. I want all of it," he whispered.I felt the second contraction of muscles in my lower abs that I knew meant I was squirting onto his hand, and when he felt the rush of liquid, he pushed in and up on my g-spot again, over and over, tapping it like a dying remote control button.Finally, the wave receded. I realized I hadn't been breathing, and I gasped for air. He chuckled quietly. My whole body was hot, electrified, dancing on icicles.I opened my eyes and dared to look up at the other couples in.