Then he walked off down the hall. I opened the bag and peered inside. Oh God. ~ A little over an hour later, after another ride in the boot, I was bei...g tied up at the club. I was in shackles, a sheer black dress (so thin it could be ripped off by a spring breeze), my collar and bare feet. And make-up. A lot of make-up. Red lipstick, dark eyes, fake lashes, foundation the wrong shade-the works. Hed smirked when hed seen me. He had told me he was going to display me to begin with. He put a. Bob answered the door. He had not changed a bit. They exchanged pleasantries after hugging and John sat down to take off his shoes. They walked in the house after John hung his jacket. Bob looked the same as ever. The house also looked the same and even smelled the same. They went into the family room and sat down to watch some ball game on the TV and recalling the old memories.John could see a woman walk down the hall, having a very nice tight ass. It was a great sight, whoever she was, John. She said he was a rather nice looking black man but she just wasn’t comfortable with it but I did talk her into blowing us. When Jason came out he had three other guys with him, they all worked there and were also black men. They all had a joint in there hand and handed us each one. We fired tem up and made some small talk, I was getting pretty stoned and I could only imagine how Lynn was feeling, I started to whisper in to her ear and before I could even finish she was shaking her head no, I. I instantly gagged slightly, but I managed to keep it together, thinking, 'Damn, it is big. I guess having your stepmom sucking on it did make it bigger, but I know how to deep throat too.'"Holy shit, thank you so much, Gillian," he moaned, shaking his whole body.His entire schlong remained in my mouth for over a minute before I had to let a little bit out."Oh, shit, you are an amazing woman, Gillian," he praised me, grabbing onto several strands of my hair. "Yes, let those lips rub on my dick.