..just imagine my girlfriend is your slutty wife her arse filled with other men’s cum as I allow you to fuck her.....Oh, look your cock is leaking a...ready, what a dirty BITCH you are.”As I stood behind Mistress Alyson’s girlfriend, her arse beginning to leak the cum I wanted to taste Mistress Alyson pulled down my black lace French knickers with an obvious wet patch where my hardened cock had begun to leak. It was then that I noticed that Mistress Alyson’s husband and the other man, the one. I was already leaking more precum than I'd ever had before, I daren't touch my cock in case it and my ass decided to give up at the same moment. As he hit home again and again with all ten inches I was in heaven. So what if my ass was destroyed and became a gaping mess, I loved this, and I loved being fucked in the ass, there was nothing else like it. But then his hand brushed against my swollen dick, and that was it. I couldn't hold my cum in any more, and it shot out, all over my chest, I. The job was dingy, too. A far cry from the high ambitions of Tyrel'syouth. By all rights, it shouldn't even have been a job. This kind ofwork was done by droids on any civilized worlds. Dexter's was absolutelyat the bottom tier of the service industry. No one was coming here forthe atmosphere or companionship of an overpaid real-life bartender. Theywanted their grease soaked, synthetic food and they wanted it now. Butthe auto-waitress had some kind of catastrophic memory core leak, andits. "Can, we start now? I'm getting really horny, Master."That really made aroused me. Calling me, her boyfriend, 'Master'. I already knew this was going to be a very memorable night."Go up stairs in nothing but your underwear and get on your knees with your hands behind your back and we can." She replied "Yes Master." And then I swear she sprinted up there.I wait a few minutes for Hanna to get ready. Then I walk upstairs to our room and there she is as I told her. On her knees with her hands.