Please let me go replies Justin. You aint going nowhere bitch and the man swings the whip at Justin again.If you dont let me go my security guards wil... come and put you in jail! Justin says. Well you just dont want to behave like a good little slave boy do you now? Well we will just have to punish that mouth of yours. The man unties Justin from the chair and makes him get on his knees and ties his hands behind him. The man takes his cock out of his pants and forces Justin to open his mouth. No. I’d been fascinated by the Peeping Tom phenomenon ever since seeing Hitchcock’s ‘Rear Window’ back in the 1950s: a rather over-rated movie in which the wheelchair-bound James Stewart thinks he’s witnessed a murder being committed in the apartment building opposite. The French artist Fragonard’s painting The Swing is another example where sexual exhibitionism and voyeurism meet head-on. This 18th-century painting depicts a girl on a swing, lifting her legs high in the air to expose her. He had a cock almost as big as Daddy and Faizel, still wet and glistening with Kimmy’s juices.“You ready to get this started?” Faizel asked.“YES!” boomed the boys, their raging, teenage hormones needing to explode all over our bodies.“You ready to watch this slut get spit-roasted by her brothers?” Faizel demanded, his fingers curling inside my cunt, making me groan in delight.“YES!”“Get down on your hands and knees, whore,” growled Faizel, ripping his fingers out of my twat.“Yes, big brother,”. We continued to party for another hour or so that night. Our friend and I would flirt a bit anytime my wife wasn't in the room, I grabbed his cock a couple times more before the end of the night, but we were both wary of upsetting my wife so we kept it very low key. End of night/early morning...our friend went downstairs to the couch to crash and I went to bed with my wife. I couldn't take it, I tried to stop thinking about it and in hindsight I should have let it go and at least gathered my.