If you want.." Brenda motioned back into her doorway as Tide nearly toppled her over.It was if Sam knew exactly what was about to happen. He pulled aw...y from his leash and whined like a little schoolboy in agony."He can come too..." Brenda whispered, as if it was a special surprise for Tide.Sam and I slid into Brenda's apartment. She placed her arms around me and offered up her warm wet tongue, as if my cock needed any persuading. Sam walked in circles, trying desperately to unhook the leash. I began looking back at the oncoming cars thinking the earlier in the day I got there the better my chances of catching Doug home alone and the more time he'd have to use my nasty sissy ass. I hesitated to put my thumb out cause I didn't think I'd be able to hide my hard on anyway. Then I remembered exactly what it lookef like when hot piss began spraying out of Doug's peehole. I felt the same filthy exciting feeling wash over me that I felt that night as I watched and felt a thick meaty cock. At the time of departure we exchanged numbers and thus our texts started. I came to know that her husband is working in Delhi and she is 36 years old. Without kids. In few days we got closer to each other. One day she invited me for lunch. She was alone at home her mother had gone to Delhi. As I reached her place, I rang the bell and there she came. She was looking damn sexy. I entered the house and we sat on the sofa.Let me first describe her. She was fair, she had a lovely figure. Her boobs. I'm gay. For some reason the nylons, the makeup, the skirt, and wig had all conspired to turn me into what we guys called a slut. Being tied up, only intensified it for me. Later I realized it was because I was so helpless, that I was free to consider such things to excite me. I was helpless to prevent such things anyway.But, first things first. I was still the captive of my friend Alex and his sister. I looked by them to see if Victor was still there, but he had not returned to the room in.