I really don’t remember a ‘grab ass,’ but did not argue semantics. I spoke with Terri the next day and told her that we needed to tone it down, ...rr turn it off. I informed her that Sam was not happy with the way we verbally played with each other and touching was out of the question.Terri exclaimed, “Why that jealous little minsk. I introduce the two of you, you’re getting married because of me, and now she gets all possessive with the merchandise.”“Terri,” I warned her.“I know Dave,” Terri. “Go fuck yourself you boy whore, you know how much you love it”It felt exciting to be called that and I soon had the dildo on my bum hole. AS I pushed Tony shoved his fat dick into my mouth and throat. I was in overload with the feelings in my body. I was ramming the dildo in and out of my bum and writhing around and he was ramming his fat dick as far down my throat as he could get it. His bollcoks were actually hurting my face as they slapped against me and he was pinching and twisting my tits. Marcus, still naked, had yet to break the kiss, I dropped my towel and ground my stiffening cock into his ass. I reached for his cock, removing Marcus’ hand. He was rock hard. Lovely. I undid his pants and stripped them down. Marcus lifted his shirt, now he stood naked with us, who would be his masters for the evening. I dropped to my knees and sucked his balls. I stroked his cock, it was a nice six and a half inches, up and down. I turned my attention to it now and licked the head. His moans. For three hours we drove first on the minor roads then on to the Motorway until we entered London and drove into an underground car park in a building close to the river.My three escorts stayed by my side until we were outside an unmarked door on one of the top stories of the building. It had to be high for I could see the top of the other buildings when I entered the reception room which had a large picture window overlooking the city.My escorts handed me over to a man in civilian clothing but.