He would cum in my mouth while Ilooked him in the eyes.They guys taunted me as I walked up the steps to the cold sidewalks ofBrooklyn."This bitch know... how to party. Walk in front of us, baby--I want towatch you wiggle that ass."+++++As I walked the cold, gray streets--me, ten feet in front of a gaggle ofmen, a half-dozen of them at least, all hooting and talking lewdly aboutwhat they were going to do to me--I was thankful for at least one thing:The city had taken down the billboard with my. There must be a reason. I wondered who would be the best person I could talk to about it.I left the office early to get ready for our dinner meeting. I also wanted some privacy for a phone call."Brother Dave, how are you?" I asked."I'm fine, Gabe. What can I do for you?" How often have you been speaking with Don Nichol in the past year?" Not very often, to be honest. I've had other priorities." Have you noticed anything in his performance or his behavior that seemed unusual?" Not that I can. ..” Phil said, but Jess could tell he was wavering.“It would mean a lot to me, Phil. That big, bad man over there-” - she gestured to me, the big bad man wearing a cock-cage and butt plug - “said he’ll punish me if I don’t make sure everyone is pleasured tonight. You wouldn’t want that, would you, Phil?”There was no way Phil could possibly be buying that bullshit. But it was enough to make him look horror-stricken.“No! No, Ma’am! Of course, not!” Phil exclaimed.Jess clapped her hands together.. First she began to unbutton her blouse then teased me until it casually slid it off her shoulders and out of sight. Woo hoo, my little man friend was really stiffening up. It looked like a lilac coloured bra she was wearing. Sexily she manoeuvred herself round so I could see her unclip it at the back, then slowly turned to face the window and tantalisingly hold the cups against her mounds of pleasure. One tit popped out, soon followed by the other. I couldn’t help it, my hand went down to my.