She had learnt all through the previous year doing local guys in the Wellington public toilets and down by the railway station. She was not only a gre...t cocksucker, she was a striking young woman – though short, she carried her frame in an elegant upright manner, her legs had the shape and strength of the dancer that she was, but the thing that everybody first saw in Janelle was her generous 40 inch pair of melon-breasts. Her moon-face was pleasant but plain – there was no other way to put it –. On another woman, it might look strange, but for her it works. She looks like she could have been an exotic dancer in another life working her way through college, but has now left her past behind, and settled into suburbia. Okay. In other words she looks a bit like a slut trying not to be one...as much. Interestingly, she's actually self conscious about her appearance as nuts as that seems. She may look like a slut, but she's definitely not one. Her husband was the only man she'd been with. I started spitting out the cum from my mouth which fell onto Joe's cock and balls.Joe angrily said, "Whores do not spit out cum they have earned. You're going to clean up all the cum you've spit out and swallow it like the good cum bucket slut you are."He grabbed my head and forcefully placed my face back down on his cock. I was so scared at this point and did what Joe demanded. I used my tongue as a spoon to scoop up his salty cum from his cock and balls back into my mouth. I swallowed before. We were then led to a shower area where we hade to have a deep colonic and then shower.we were then led into a big room with a bar and seating and in the middle a series of low tables with ring on each corner .we were all told to pick a table and kneel on it .some people came and secured our wrists and legs with straps and then left .i looked along the line and saw a lady crying and saying"i didnt want to come here but my husband made me".after about half an hour we heard laughter as the bar.