I was hot and ready to fuck; not so much from being dressed as a slutty cheerleader so much as the way he was looking at me. His desires were abundant...y clear as I used my mouth to please him. I rolled his balls around in my hand while feeling his chest. I was trying my best to deepthroat him when he told me to slow down. He wanted to edge him a little until he was ready to fuck me. A few minutes and a couple slowdowns later, he was more than ready.He led me to my bedroom while holding his. I wanted her to tell me more about what a cuckold was, but I was too afraid of how stupid would I look not knowing what the lifestyle that I was apparently involved in was all about. Melissa broke up my awkward conversation with Kassandra.“Hey Kassandra, thanks for dropping by! What are you two talking about?”“I think Grey was about to ask me something?”“Umm… no, I don’t think so.”“Okay… well then, why don’t you tell me what I came here for? Give me all the dirt about last night!”Melissa came. ”“So it’s only fair I should get to do some assfucking, right?”“Absolutely, Mistress.”“I’m so glad you agree.” Tegan said with a cruel smirk as she moved up behind Jackson, grabbing the link between his manacles and slipping her lubed up hand between his asscheeks, smearing some on his hole. Candy grabbed him by she shoulders to force him to bend down and keep him in position.“What the fuck?” Jackson said in alarm as Tegan pulled his manacles for leverage and guided her cock to his. I slid my fingers up and down my slit, squirming, delight tingling through me.My eyes squeezed shut. My father’s hated face floated before me. His words that he made my mother his whore burned through me. She loved him. She wasn’t a wanton slattern panting after his dick. She was better than me.I should think of Sven. My love. My betrothed. My heart. He was the man I should yearn for.I forced away the image of my father’s face and pictured Sven. That cocky grin, his thick, blonde hair so.