". Marcus replied; "I told you, I knew this boy could be had, we could turn him into our bitch." Hearing that my cock twitched again, and it felt grea..., it felt like it was one stroke from cumming. My head swirled. My head was swimming, here I was, just a short time ago a manly stud, out checking my hunting spot, and now, I am naked, on my knees with a big black hard cock in my mouth, and my cock sticking out showing how much I liked it. I felt submissive, I felt humiliated, I felt great, I was. You’ve seen how things are here. Everyone wears formal business clothes - suits, skirt or pantsuits, or dresses.”“I suppose, but I trust Bo because he’s smart, not because he wears a suit while he’s driving his spreadsheet!”“When’s the last time you saw someone dressed casually in a bank? And I don’t mean customers. It’s about public perception. You should know that, big brother.”“Sure, a public face. But in the office? Ernie wears a suit! Can you imagine me requiring Lucas to wear a suit? Or. My MIL did not remove my hand but instead placed her hand on mine and our fingers were interlocked. Wow, what a sensation it was. I started to get the feel of her acceptance of me as her husband and lover.Rani was nearing her delivery time and there was no sex with her either. I was slowly getting desperate and sex starving. One such day, Rani was sleeping in our room and the bathroom water pipe had some problem.Since the weather was hot, I felt like taking a shower and went to maaji’s. He didn't even want me, a fact I intuited (I think) pretty early; not until I was about eleven years of age did I really begin to grasp that.You see, all through my childhood, whenever I did something wrong -- which was pretty much every week -- my dad would say, "Shoulda been aborted, ya little weasel."Didn't matter what I did wrong, either. It could have been as serious as breaking his beer bottles (yeah, that happened a time or three), as innocuous as not making Little League or Pop Warner..