It suddenly popped in place and stopped. It was bigger than anything I had felt. Then Gloria seemed to concentrate on herself. She sped up her humping...as she neared yet another climax. This kept building. She was slamming herself into my face. I licked her clit trying to get her to cum. Finally, she came with a spurt, then a pulsing stream of pussy juice, like I had never seen. It gagged me. I had to swallow to breath. She slumped over the couch. I needed air desperately. After several long. He had called Susan and told her he would pick her up from work and their evening would begin. He had gotten her an overnight bag and picked out some sexy night attire and a little black dress with perfect shoes to go with it. Susan had taught him lots about putting together the perfect outfit and he felt he had picked well. Mark arrived at the hotel early and checked in. It was a five star location and had been painstakingly renovated several years before. Every detail had been restored to. I try to relax my ass- or boi-pussy or whatever it is now, I know that stocky has a real big one. I reach down and milk precum from my clitty and smear it on my pussy and then onto the tip of stocky’s fat BBC just in time. He slaps my hand away and pushes that tip against my waiting hole. I see a white flash as the head pops in, my hole squeezing down onto his shaft. It hits me that to anyone that’s watching, I am a faggot for BBC. That’s what they would call me. They don’t know that I’ve. I passed around the glasses and stood there not sure what to do. Roger noticing this said " Steve why don't you sit over there on the stool an here's a camera. Please take any pictures you like this evening although I may request some specific ones from time to time, that okay?" Yes, that's fine errrm thank you" I added and sat down. They sat and chatted, Roger was good at conversation and you wouldn't know this was all prep towards a hard fuck. As I filled up their glasses again Roger said".