It was probably only a couple of minutes, but all my guys had had their first cum of the day and I needed a break. I pulled the bottle out, and laid ...here on the blanket and rested, using my fingers to clean up any left-over cum. After a couple of minutes, my heart rate and breathing returned to normal, and I asked the guys what they wanted to do now. They all agreed that they wanted to use the tree stump so that I wouldn’t get tired, and they could use all my available holes. They helped. ”“I’m sorry to hear that, I didn’t know about your wife. Would Wednesday be suitable?” Chris blundered on.David sighed, “Yes, I suppose so, but if you want to get a decent table at short notice I suggest you book it in my name. They get very busy.”Chris discovered how busy when he rang the restaurant that evening and was told no vacancies for two weeks. However when he said they were entertaining Mr. David Ransome suddenly a table vacancy appeared as if by magic. When they asked for how many he. “NO…You wanted to be treated ike a Slut so you will be treated like one” I said raising my voice, Pushing my entire dick in her mouth and grabbing her hair.She rolled her eyes while enduring forcefull thrusts in her mouth and gagging on it. After a few thrust I pulled my dick out to let her breathe some air.She had a tear in her eye and said, "I'm your slut. Fuck my slutty mouth. Mark it as your property. Ram your giant cock down my throat Master. I know I'll probably gag or puke but I'm your. I look down at her, she’s so close she has to tilt her hear back slightly to look at me. If this were a movie, it would look like she’s waiting for a kiss. I flush, taking a step back. ‘Thanks,’ I manage, scooping my notes into my bag. It’s lunch time, I could use some fresh air. ‘You’re welcome,’ she says brightly, seemingly oblivious to my discomfort. ‘The dean showed me where the cafeteria is, but I’ve forgotten,’ she continues. ‘Can I walk with you?’ ‘Sure, I guess.’ I turn to lead her out.