“Oh, we do. But it is not the same for both of us. I think you feel that you need me, whereas I feel that I enjoy you. That is not far from the trut..., since I have saved your financial bacon with this job, and the modelling, whereas you have saved me from a chore I was perfectly capable of doing myself. The sex is, I grant you, mutually enjoyable, but you could do that with your husband and I could find another partner if I really tried,” David suggested.She started to cry quietly, but after a. Then there was the letter. I am not sure how they found out my address, but I arrived home to find a letter on my doormat. I normally just pick up the junk mail every evening and throw it in the recycling. On this occasion, the pink envelope stood out.I dropped my bag just behind the door, picked it up and flipped it over to find a heart-shaped scrawled on the back. It was addressed perfectly, my name and address, correct to the letter. It was also scented. I had to read it.I grabbed a knife. After a smoke break where he belittled me as a faggot, sissy, cock sucking anal whore he brought out a huge dildo and a bottle of lube.He bent me over, lubed my ass, and shoved the dildo all the in in making me grimace.Fucking me deep and hard with it he maneuvered around to have me suck him hard. I licked his sweaty balls, asshole, and cock until it swelled to it's glorious size again. He said my sissy cunt was gaping and now his cock should slide right in....which it did nicely. My lil' sissy. I walked over to her and said hi. she looked at me and smiled saying "hi i'm amanda i never saw you at one of these" i looked at her and sat net to her. "yea most the time i do get out much i mostly just stay home and play fighting games on my ps3". i said as my eyes found there way to her cleavage. she then said in a happy voice "i love playing fighting games, i'd much rather be doing that then being here right now." i then asked "you wanna come to my place then? i know you dont know me but.