"No, why would you say that?" Dude, it's fine. I know you did." How did you know?" Because, " he said. He then lowered his voice more and said, "Becau...e that's how he got me to do it."I didn't fully understand at first."Steve and I were drinking one night and he spilled the beans about how he seduced you into sucking his dick. We started laughing about it but, dude..."I was starting to run out of ways to say it, but again I said, "What?!" We started....fooling around also." Are you k**ding. It was time to suck some more cock with my round ass in the air. This time he didn't give too much instruction, but he didn't waste time in telling me how much of a cockwhore I was. "You like sucking my cock huh? Yeah you dirty little slut. It took all of 10 seconds for you to get my cock in your mouth." After a few more degrading statements like those, he held my head and shoved his cock all the way in, I could feel my lips on his pelvis. "Look at me! Tell me how much you like sucking my cock". ’ He placed a quick kiss at the corner of my mouth before he started towards his bedroom, carrying me. Damien carefully lay me on the bed with my legs hanging over the edge. He leaned over me, and once again brought his mouth to my neck and began kissing. Only this time, he led a trail of kisses down my chest, over my clothes, and to my stomach. He stopped when he reached my jeans and looked up as if asking permission to remove them. I gave him a simple nod of the head, and he began working my. His big clunky watch looked outof place on his arm. It had been his brothers who had died in Iraq andJohn swore he's never take it off. John kept his word.I could only imagine what they were thinking of me as I slowly came down.My eyes latched onto the pink leather bustier crop top with a push upwomen's corset; stiffed in them were breasts. Not socks. Breasts. Coveringthe shoulders and arms was a black mini jacket, short on the sleeves andhigh around the waist. There was a short necklace around.