It has served you well for the most part, and there’s a certain natural justice to it. It prevents you from taking the fate of others into your own ...ands. It forces you to accept them as they are. It gives them the freedom to choose their own destiny.”“That’s how it seems to me.”“But it breaks down in this case.”“How so?”“No principle exists in isolation. That’s not the way the universe works. Some situations, like this one, are too complex. You have to balance competing considerations — trust. "We set up a timer for twenty seconds. Each one of us sits on his cock and tries to make him cum for that twenty seconds. When the alarm goes off the next man takes over. Whoever makes him cum first wins."We all agreed and the game began. A dining room chair was placed in the middle of the room. The artist stripped and sat down. It was specified that hands were only used to aim his cock inside so the first two men rubbed their butts on his lap to get the man stiff. By the third man, his. He took my glass and set it down. He began kissing my neck and undid the strap around my neck on my jumpsuit. I was not wearing a bra, so he started sucking and licking on my nipples, making them hard and wanting more. He undid the zipper and got up and removed my jumpsuit, pantyhose and heels.When he returned to the bed he reached down spreading my legs and came up to my clean shaven pussy with his hot wet tongue. He bent my legs up and started sucking my clit as he put a finger in my pussy. I. ” he said with a wicked smile. Anita was more then embarrassed by her behavior. “Oh Uncle Dave I’m so sorry I did not know what you looked like or, oh my god I am so embarrassed”. Anita said. “Oh don’t worry about it, if your mother hadn’t told me what you look like when I talked to her last night, and that you were coming to pick me up, then who knows what might had happened . After she recovered from the most embarrassing episode of her life, the two collected Dave’s bags and headed back to.