I didn't want to disappoint him.He instantly entered as far as he could inside my mouth again. A little further and I would have to fight not to throw...up. But his rhythm was increasing, he started groaning loudly, his grip on my head becoming tighter and he wasn't being careful with me anymore. He wasn't just fucking my mouth, he was reaching my throat. I squirmed as much as I could and it made no difference. He was thrusting himself in and out of my throat, I could hear my own guttural noises. Jess was already home and was cooking dinner and it smelled great. We ate and caught up about how our days had been. She seemed to be in a much more upbeat and cheery attitude than she’d been in since she discovered my dirty little habit. I couldn’t help but feel relief that she’d finally let it go. After dinner, I went and decided to hop in the shower right quick to freshen up before I tried to win her back over and get the action going again in bed.While I was in the shower I could have sworn. "I'm going to ask her to join us, that's if she isn't waiting for anybody and we have been here for awhile and she doesn't seem to be expecting anybody". The other men just gave a nod. They may have all considered that what William had said hit the nail on the head but none of them would willingly knock back an available woman so when Charlie moved they all hoped that he was successful. To be quite frank all of them had that kinky desire to service a single woman, to put her through their most. With enough money or favors things could be done. My parents paid a lot of money to get me to a place where the Confederacy was doing pickups.Then getting picked up was up to me. I bought that ticket the same way that every other woman or girl has. I paid with my body. Not that I minded too much. I know I need an owner. Having an owner who is kind and thoughtful is more than I could ever imagine selling myself into.Yet here I am with a mistress who loves me very much and a master I'm only.