Then it hitme. I would probably be tied and blindfolded for the trip, as Marcushad a strict policy that his whores not know where his house was. And I...as right, though the tying part was a little more elaborate than thefirst trip, with just my wrist cuffs locked behind me.I get into the back seat, and Tiffany tells me to scoot over to thecenter seat. Tom buckled me in, and starts getting me ready for thetrip to Marcus' house.He reaches behind the seat, and pulls out a long bar looking. This is crazy, Jo thought, as an electric thrill went through her. Marge released Jo’s breast barely brushing the nipple as she did so; then she took Jo’s hand and placed it on her own large bosom. Bent over awkwardly above where Marge sat on the couch, Jo had no choice but to kneel in front of her. Marge grasped Jo’s breast a second time, her other hand on Jo’s neck guiding her forward. In a moment, Marge’s large brown nipple was in Jo’s mouth and she was sucking for all she was worth. At the. He has a big cock 8-9” and is jerking and smiling. I ask him if he likes my wife’s body and her says fuck yes, I can feel her getting close to cumming, writhing against my fingers. I ask her what she is looking at. She says shakily, a cock, a black cock. I whisper in her ear so he can’t hear, that I know she wants to suck it, fuck it and eat his cum. I tell her to tell me what she wants, and she starts whispering, I want his cock, I want his cum, oh god I’m close. We are both focused on his. TUESDAYThe next day, Melody never came to her desk.She didn't call in sick or send me a text message. She simply didn't show up. I figured she was mad at me or otherwise unable to face me in the office. So I got my own coffee and went to work; there was simply too much to do. Besides, this was for Taylor, and there was no way I could disappoint Taylor.But by lunchtime, I started to worry. I called Melody's cell, just to make sure she wasn't dead in an alley somewhere, but after a few rings the.