"Don't try to take it all, you'll need to practice some before you can deep throat." I used my hands to get her into a good rhythm and soon she was bo...bing her head up and down maybe half of my rod and stroking the rest with her small delicate hand. It wasn't the best blow job that I'd ever gotten, but it was the first one in a few months so I was really enjoying the feel of her warm wet mouth on my cock. "Play with my balls while you suck me", I directed but then quickly added, "gently", when. I hoped the girls might have a change of heart and just fuck him themselves while I watched. But then I would still have his cum in me because after he fucked them they would make me clean up their pussies and probably make me lick his cock clean.Ron snapped out of his silence and said, "So, it looks like they are blackmailing you?"That is when Jeni spoke up, "You might call it blackmail, but we want to think of it as teaching her a lesson. She would never learn unless we took drastic measures. Could it really be him? Brandon was Deanna’s brother who was two years older than her. I remember the first time I had seen him. I was 15. He was tall, with blonde floppy hair, a rippled body with steely blue eyes and soft cushion like lips. The first sight of him had made my teenage heart skip a beat and had produced an urging in my loins that I had never felt before. He was god-like. But he could have any girl he wanted. He was a DJ and drove a van. I knew he would never look at me, the fat,. We went over to the absolutely ancient looking hand carved and sawed to become as she termed the “Summoning” table. A dark maroon velvety covering over the flat top of it, ancient in it’s look and had many thick leather straps in her arms she’d reached and gathered from a storing spot in under this ancient table of sorts wide enough for a body to fit on it, and long enough to accompany someone of average height. This thing sitting right in the middle of a huge pentagram burned into.