I like itwhen a sort of pack mentality begins to make some of the guys more abusive.I've enjoyed being pissed on by guys--either all at once or else t...kingturns, one after the other. I've also submitted to beltings and whippings.I get excited when it feels like it might get out of hand. After a trulyabusive session, when you'd think I would have felt the worst, I insteadfeel relieved, relaxed and empowered. .In my case the ultimate cause of this masochism was inadequate fathering.My dad was an. ”After I recovered from my choking fit caused by my explosive laughter, I explained to Jim, “What she really means is that she is pissed off because Sue got laid and she didn't!”My wife scowled at me. “What I said was much nicer,” she admonished.“But only approximately the truth,” I retorted.I was the recipient of the dazzling smile this time. “Well, I am a lawyer you know,” she shot back.We all laughed.“Now be a dear, hubby, and do the drinks would you, please?” Mel demanded regally.“Oh, I. ” He rubbed the lube over his dick and slid into Cassandra’s waiting ass. She bucked and wiggled. He grabbed her hips, smearing lubricant over her white skin. He pulled her back to meet his pushing cock.“Do you want us to give you some time later?” Ger worried until he leaned over and kissed her.“Never, now CH has a special mission.” He turned his attention downward. CH shook around him. Her ass felt different than her pussy, not worse, NOT better, different. He eased in and out, discovering. "I had never met Mrs. Underwood. She was one of those infrequent church-goers."So I've noticed." But if Michael was going to break his usual pattern, so too would I. There would be no unrewarding two minutes upstairs in bed. I turned to him, knelt and quickly opened his pants, dropping them and pulling his shorts down to expose 'my' cock, one I hadn't seen up close in a long time, one I only felt, briefly, when Michael's sperm built up.With but a single lick of the crown, I swallowed him whole.