“Bend over, now!” he yelled. Following his command I bent over the dining table. He ripped off his shorts and I could now feel his bare cock throb...ing against me. His hand smacked against my ass and he said “Spread your legs and get ready for my cock bitch! You know you want me to fuck you don‘t you slut.” “Yes Bill I want you to fuck me.“ I answered. Bill smacked my ass again and said “from now on you will only call me Sir William, do you understand?“ “Yes Sir William” I stammered. Joe had. I pull it out and open it up, inside is a formal looking invitation with only an address, a time, a dress code, and a bold line that says COME ALONE AND TELL NO ONE. That is odd I dont remember agreeing to attend any events and usually my secretary handles everything in my schedule. This is something else, this is something exciting. The week dragged on and the hours ticked by as I waited to see what was at the address and why I had to get my tux dry cleaned. Finally friday came and I. He stopped pumping Steven for a moment, pulled out just enough to push his ass back onto my face and tongue, and I started eating. Steven was not about to be denied his fucking, so he started moving his body and hips to impel himself on the cock in his ass. It took a bit of coordination, but we soon found a rhythm that was beneficial to all three of us. I got to eat a nice solid ass, Steven got a nice solid cock up his ass and our muscle bound friend got the worship his body deserved. I know. "I managed a quick smile, and took it from him saying, "Oh thank you somuch Officer, I'd be in big trouble without this." I walked quickly outof the station and waited for what seemed like an eternity until Mikepulled up, I got in the car, and let out a huge exhale, turned to Mikeand said, "Go south on the NJ Turnpike." For the next half hour I triedto get my heart to beat normally again.It was raining steadily all afternoon as we drove to Philadelphia, ifthe truck drivers were looking I didn't.