“Brad, my love, would you and Jake suck on each other a little for Jessica?” Abby asked.He looked at his best friend who agreed and they caressed ...he others cock. Brad stood facing Jake as he scooted to the edge of the cushion. Jessica watched intently as Jake stroked Brad’s cock, his tongue teasing the head and then took it deep into his mouth.“I’ve only seen guys sucking cock in porn movies,” Jessica commented.“I know it might be tempting to make Brad cum in your mouth but his cum belongs. Earlier in the week, I had spent some time in Klintuck’s car without him knowing so I could find out if there was anything in his car that could give me ideas and that it did. I asked Klintuck to pull over when we were about halfway home and deep into a back alleyway. We finally stopped behind a restaurant that had closed over Christmas, with surrounding buildings keeping from any far off people from seeing what we were doing. Next, I got Klintuck to close his eyes and wait until I told him to. Whatever. I was fine with that, too.But the websites that I had visited hadn't covered the submissive divorcee. It was always the divorcee who was in control. It was always the divorcee who led the poor, unsuspecting garden boy down the path that led toward sin and temptation. That was not the scenario we had here. No, if we went down that path this afternoon, I was either going to have be pushing Laura Stone in front of me or, more likely, dragging her behind me. And she apparently was going. She continues “painting” my tit with the cake until her hand is completely covered in it and I can feel the cake start to dry and flake off. “Don’t make too much of a mess, pet,” J says, “you’re only going to have to clean it up.” Several guests laugh at this and I look down and mumble, “Yes, Sir.” Another guest comes forward with his cake and whispers something to J. J nods and says to the guy, “of course!” and tells me to bend over and grab my calves. I do so, automatically, as J has taught.