Don’t lose hope. You are not alone. Although the media does not think women are capable of hurting men, it does happen. The bias against men shows a... almost every level in society. In college campuses. In the courtroom. In the home. Wherever you go, the radical femnazis are continuing their evil work. They pretend to want to help women. They do not help women. What they want to do is to destroy the nuclear family. They consider marriage and having children as being a trap for women. Many women. “Yes, take out!” she hissed, pointing at my cock.I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “You want me to take my cock out?” I questioned again.“Yes,” she replied emphatically. “Touching, touching.”She grabbed my hand and held it against her tit. Then in quick order, she dropped my hand, lifted her sweater, pulled down her flimsy bra, (so she DID have a bra!) gave me a quick glance, grabbed my hand and pulling it under her sweater, placed it right back again on her soft, rounded tit.I was in. My bra has a front fastening clip and she loses no time in popping it and pushes me away so she can in her turn devour my nipples. Now the moans are mine as thrills of pleasure run all over me. We have completely forgotten Robert sitting tied to the chair watching us. I look up and he is sat there straining at his bonds, hot, his face shining and with the most enormous tent in his trousers. There is actually a string of saliva hanging from his open mouth as he stares at us in total. She asked- Aryan can I tell you something?Me – Of course, what is it?Her – Is it okay if I bring other men here?Me – That can mean so many things. What do you mean?Her – Let’s say I want to fuck someone else, can I bring him here?Me – You naughty little slut.She placed her hand on my dick and smiled and said, “So will you let me be the slut I always wanted to? Will you not?”Me – Such a silly question. You can fuck as many as you want but I got a few conditions.Her – Tell meMe – I want to watch.