I waited obediently on all fours.She turned around, looked sternly at me, and yanked the chain upwards. I quickly stood up, put my hands behind my hea... and had my eyes look down, adopting the classic slave pose. I noticed that she wore a linen full-sleeved shirt, perfectly tailored, and which showed off her figure – albeit not the best of figures – very well. She had tiny boobs, probably b-cups, and a cute and slightly protruding belly – I just loved women with belly! But the most striking. I had put it all on the line. There was no denying what I was wanting. “Let me guess...” Toni replied, “You want a blow job.” “That’s a good start,” I replied. Toni didn’t respond. I took my foot off the pedal and my sports utility vehicle slowed. Toni glanced behind us and alarmed at my slowing down, asked, “Why are we slowing down?” “Negotiating,” I replied. “Okay, okay, okay,” Toni quickly replied, “but just so you know, I don’t normally do blow jobs.” Sonya laughed out loud from the back. A couple weeks go by and I settling in my new place in the city. Everything is going great. I open up a box and see a picture of Hot Chick from that sex toy party we went to. If you read part 3 you�ll know what I�m talking about. I ripped up the picture and went on unpacking. I hear a knock on my door� I go and open it and it my buddy with a piece of paper with an address written on it. He tells me he got Hot Chicks address from his wife�s address book and she doesn�t know. He�s like at least. My pussy and asshole welcomed their shafts. They filled me to the brim, their pricks both so big.I squirmed between them, silky and velvety frictions sending pleasure rippling through my body. I whimpered, my holes clamping down on their penetrating shafts. Both my lovers groaned and gasped, savoring the feel of me about them.“We're going to inspire you to make something amazing, sister dear,” Sven groaned, his blue eyes full of lust. He liked sharing me with a woman who had a dick. I could see.