Touching and rubbing my body around is just as important for me as when I'm getting it.Margo put her strap-on on and fucked my pussy and my ass and my...puss again with the thing. Later, I sucked it as if it were a real dick in my mouth, putting on a little show that "Brenda" might do if she were working on a real penis she was being paid to suck. Margo was one of those women who really loved that. I don't quite get that, it still didn't feel like a man's warm cock, it felt like I was sucking a. He\'s pretty far from the stereotypical gay person you see on some TV shows, not at all feminine. Well, he does work in a hair salon, but even that\'s not real typical as he actually OWNS the place, pretty swank joint too in the rich part of town (way out of my price range!).I\'ll go ahead and describe his boyfriend Marc, even though he doesn\'t get involved in my story until later. Marc\'s in his 40\'s, his black hair is balding, but he has a nice goatee. He\'s pretty average, not. By the end of my ‘shift', my face and clothes were covered in cum, I swallowed so much of it, I could have opened a sperm bank. And at times it was not my mouth that was the recipient of those cocks either. There was a room above the store with a bed and Nancy occasionally asked me to take one of the men up there for a more private session.One night she took me up to another room on that floor and said she wanted me to have sex with a man that had become very close to her. She really laid it. I could see my aunt. Even the tuition teacher looked hot to me and my classmate who used to wear skirts looked like a sex doll to me. Her milky thighs were inviting me to bite them badly. She caught me many times watching her thighs and for a split moment, I could see her black lacy panty. The moment I saw, the view of my aunt wearing those passed my mind disturbing the shit out of me.All those readers who have gone through this will very well connect the feeling, the heartbeat, the pre-cum,.