“What the hell?” I asked again, rubbing my sore arm.“Go.” He instructed me.“What? Are you kidding me? No!” I yelled in a whisper. My mind ...as in a small state of panic.He grabbed my face and squeezed it. “Just fucking go. Now.”“Okay, okay.” Nervously, I pulled my panties down and sat on the toilet. Ridged.“Go ahead.” He leaned back on the door, watching my every embarrassing move. Slightly grinning. I began to pee, and he smiled at my slyly.I just looked down and finished as quickly as I could,. Greg had installed a chin up bar in the middle of the garage away from where the garage door lifted up and away from the small set of stairs leading into the house. It was about 10 feet away from everything in the garage and centered in the middle of the ceiling. Greg could simply jump up and grab onto the bar, it wasnt that high off the ground, especially for him being 6-2. But for me being 5-6, I was never able to just jump and grab it. It was at least 4-6 inches away every time I tried. The. I could smell the sweet musky scent of her wet pussy. It was intoxicating. She was urging me toward her pussy, and her clit. It seemed to be pulsating. My cock was harder than ever. Then I began licking her pussy. It was unbelievable for me, and as much as I was enjoying it, she seemed to be enjoying it even more. Her ass was lifting off the ground to meet my mouth. I drove my tongue as deep into her pussy as it would go, and kissed and licked her clit like a crazed man. My face was drenched. "His hands moved over my naked skin almost lovingly. I just stared up at his smiling, lustful face unable to utter anything. I watched as he unzipped his trousers and produced his big hard cock."Now, let's see how it feels to tit fuck you," he leered.In some respects it was a relief to hear his words, for I half expected them to fuck me proper. He sat on me and pushed his cock between my tits and squeezed them around himself. One after another they deposited their spunk on me then they left me.