After the party and back in our room, my roomie started calling me Bitch Boy. He said, “ I didn’t know you were a cocksucker. And to think I could...have had you sucking my cock for the past two years.” “I’m not a cocksucker. I just accepted a drunken dare. I have never sucked a cock before and I’m not planning to do it again,” I said. “Oh yes you are. You are going to suck my cock, if you know what is good for you, and I may even fuck you. If you don’t suck my cock I’m going to spread around. And fifth avenue; behind me is a stunning view of central park. i can't see it. at the desk downstairs was a key waiting for a woman i had never met, but whom i felt i knew intimately, and who knew me it seemed better than i knew myself.ms b--'s instructions had been explicit. when she came in, i was to be blindfolded, ball-gag in my mouth, my wrists handcuffed behind me. i was to stand in the ample sized seating area, legs spread to shoulder width, and wearing only a silk pink thong, one size. My hand moved down to start working on her exceptionally wet pussy. Despite her swollen belly, she arched her back to press her clit hard against my hand. Soon I just had to taste those juices firsthand, moving down between Jeri's legs. I parted her labia and dug right in, savoring the tangy taste. I reached around her elevated legs to work her tits with my hands. She seemed to want her clit stimulated really hard, grinding it into my face. I gave her clit more attention than most women. As she recovered from her wonderful euphoria, she decided she had to do something to better satisfy her growing needs. She wasn't sure what it would be or whom it would be with -- but she was definitely going to make a move.When Sam returned to the room, Jennifer and Carol were both with Dave. Dave had shown them how he could walk around. He had walked to a chair where he now sat with Jennifer on the arm of the chair talking to him. Sam immediately noticed how much closer Jennifer and Dave were.