”“Christ”, she thought, “what the hell has Bob got in mind here? First he gets me to jerk off an old drunk tramp. Then he puts me on show to t...ese strangers and has me sucking and stroking cocks, which I thought was really exciting and turned me on all the more. But now he’s talking of offering me to all of these men. “Hey” she said, pausing long enough to take the cock from her mouth, “What the hell are you doing telling these guys they can fuck me? Don’t I have any say in this?”“Sure you do. After he had finished and all the clients had left, he sat at a table with the couple to have a chat. Bob realised that he was a closet gay and really wanted to talk to some gay people about it. When they started talking, he just came out with it and admitted his secret. They were surprised, pleased and very supportive.They talked about the why’s and the wherefore’s for a couple of hours. Eventually, one of them decided he was too tired to stay up and had to go upstairs to bed. The other guy,. I came rather too fast, her touch being so welcome that my mind just relaxed any control I might have had. Liz was surprised to say the least, and mopped me up, but I said that this was just so good and hoped it might lead to other things. At that she went a bit distant, not cold but lost in her thoughts. This masturbation became a usual practice whenever we watched a vid, and she learnt things about my anatomy that I didn’t, and took some satisfaction in the skill she had attained. All this. “Relax,” he said, trying to calm me. “We are going to have some fun. I saw you checking me out earlier, and I was hoping you came back. Now you’re here. It’s all good.”With that he reached over and placed his hand on my cock. “Nice,” he said. “Take them off.”I stood and took off my bathing suit and sat right back on the bed, my cock pointing to the ceiling. He grabbed it again, firmly. It made my muscles contract from my stomach to my asshole. He then moved forward and bent down to.