”“I live to serve, my Lord...” Ailanthia purred, her voice fading away as she left at his side.The door whirred closed behind them, leaving John...suspended in the deathly silent room. He cracked one eye open and saw that it was deserted, confirming that he was alone. Looking around, he was startled by the size of the room, with similar restraints set up for prisoners much larger than him. Glancing up at his arms, he saw his wrists were encased in black metallic bands, each one holding a limb in. I wasn't ready and it just wasn't something I wanted. Now I'm hungry and on the prowl again. A friend had been talking to me about a sex party that met once a month and that we should go together. He said there were all kinds of guys there, many of them "straight" and married. I decided to go with him after a lot of convincing and, well...I became addicted. There were about fifteen or eighteen guys there, all different shapes and sizes. And it was a fucking free for all. There were no. I gasped when she ran her tongue underneath it. She asked, “Did that feel good?” “Oh yea, that feels real good, I love watching you suck my cock,” I told her. She took it back into her hot mouth, working it down her throat. In and out of her mouth, making loud sucking sounds, every time she was pulling it out. I knew James was on the other side of the door listening, so I added my part in it too. I said loudly, “Oh yea, suck my cock, suck my cock down your throat.” That spurred her on,. She is trying to finish her hair quickly, she so wants to be in place at the twenty minutes, but she fumbles so. She only puts on some blush, lipstick and mascara, she doesn’t have time for trying the others right now.She opens the bathroom door and first sees that the bed has been changed. Now fresh dark purple sheets are on the bed. But second, which makes her squirm and then blush when she realizes she is starting to drip again, is Donald sitting on the couch waiting for her with a.