I hadn’t fully come to terms with my current situation and as I looked down, the impact hit me, I was in an air bed, it had been inflated and made u... in a hurry, my arms we’re tied around someone, my legs were tied to the bed somehow, my legs spread apart, and the woman beneath me had her legs wrapped around me and tied into position, as where her hands, I was completely naked, as was she, there was some kind of steel contraction around my hip, clamping my pelvis to hers, I couldn’t see her. I tried to move back but he held my head in place.“Now, you’re MY cock sucking punk, aren’t you?”I tried to answer but all that came out was a muffled mumble.“Yeah, you love it so much you’re moaning with pleasure. You really love getting fucked in the mouth, don’t you punk?”He said, “I can’t believe how much of my cock you can take in your mouth. You must really love this.”I could feel his pubic hair tickling my nose. And I felt the tip of his dick in the back of my throat.He let go of my head. “Let me ask you something,” Lambert asked him. “Is your family tree from the Albie from Bristol? The family that lives by the Anon River? The little house with a missing roof tile?”Dexter gave him an angry but surprised look “How do you know all that about me? How did you have access to that information?”Lambert stepped out of the shadows. He had a clean-shaven look to him and was dressed in a typical German officer’s uniform. He even had a point on top of the helmet. He gave a laugh. “Revenge. He took a quick shower and was dressing as I lay on the bed essentially naked. "What your name, Honey?" I asked laughing at the question. This stud had fucked my ass off for an hour and I was just getting around to asking him his name."It's Martin, Mrs. Erickson." Call me Rita." I prefer Mrs. Erickson. I love fucking married women."---------------------------------------I rested until noon after my morning sex with Martin. Then, still naked, I called Ross Elder at his office. He picked up on.