Snapshots showed them with cocks on their foreheads, cheeks, tummies, in their mouths, in their beautiful cunts or arses, but mostly in their hungry m...uths. I couldn't help but wonder whether they really enjoyed it. For some or other reason I started to wonder how they felt when doing this. This now got me wondering if I would smile as broadly if I had a cock in my mouth and cum all over my face. I was repelled by the thought, but could not stay away from the porn site my IT friend had shown. Even if it means I am out of my comfort zone in being so exposed...I like it when my master pushes me to my limits and beyond....I trust that he knows what is best for me...and that he knows what he needs to do to make sure I am the best slut ever...my wish to further pleasure my master is granted when he opens his pants and pulls out his hard glistening cock for me to worship with my hands and my mouth for however long he desires it....maybe after worshiping his cock, master will bestow on me. "We're just getting started."Before I had a chance to protest, she had her mouth against mine and we were kissing again. She had wrapped her leg around mine and was rubbing her pussy on my leg ."We can't do this," I said."If you want me to keep you dirty little secret, you better give me what I want." And what would that be" I want what you give to Leslie Anne," she said as she unbuttoned my pants and slid her little hand inside. "You let her do this, didn't you?" She gently began to stroke my. Some people rushed out, others made hurried, frantic phone calls. Some cried. Others just stared at the screen, unable to process the implications.I was one of the latter. I felt overwhelmed like never before. This couldn’t be real. Wake up, Will, I told myself, this is all a bad dream. Just fucking wake up!When I was able to feel the weight of that moment crashing in, some minutes later, I dropped to my knees and looked at the floor. The one clear thought I had was of Arianna. Oh, God ....