‘dirty cum slut!’ ‘You love the cock, don’t you whore!’I nod furiously, breathing hard and feeling dizzy, unable to properly focus.I unstead...ly climb out of the truck, barefoot, hair in a bird nest, hair and face covered in drool and spit and sweat. One large breast hanging down in front of me, increasing my shame. I have to keep my hand on the truck to make sure I don’t stumble, my owner is waiting for me.‘We’re not finished yet slut,’ he jumps out of the cab. ‘Get out and come to the back of. Besides his monstrous desk and leather chair, it had a huge leather couch with matching arm chairs around a beautiful antique coffee table. There was even a small wet bar area. The mandatory library of legal books were there (does anyone ever actually READ them or are they just for show?). What I loved most about his office, though, was not the furnishings. What I loved was the view!. His office opened to the west, giving me a postcard view of the downtown and Point areas of Pittsburgh where. My mind was racing.....I was standing in my living room with another man and we were both naked......well.....he still had his socks on. Now even though I was cheating, I had enough respect for my wife as not to use our bed, so I had spread some blankets down on the floor and we lay down and continued making out.. "Tom" was not circumsized and I used the skin to slowly jerk his cock and he got hard fast. After a few minutes I had built up my courage and moved my head to his crotch and took. It's not like in the movies whenthe guy tosses the girl around fucking her every which way making hermoan.This was all about two things: Lacey and the big cock.So what Lana said had to be true, cocks give pleasure."Yeah, that...that makes sense." Of course it does, sweetie! Just look at how much pleasure it's givingLacey!"Again, her logic was rock solid, almost as rock solid as that big blackdick in front of us."Remind me, what was the last conclusion we said?" she asked me."Cocks give.