A slut, but a girl slut. I couldn't believe I was sucking this guy but I was. By now he's holding my head with 2 hands and fucking away. I loved the ...dea of satisfying this guy.Then, I saw two men approaching and I tried to pull away. He just held my head on that dick. He invited the guys to join him in fucking this sissy. They all laughed. I felt hands running up and down my legs, under my skirt. I moaned and gagged but he kept that dick in my mouth. Someone pulled my panties down to my. She looked up to me as I looked down into her eyes. I knew not why but when I looked deep into her eyes, I always felt something deep within myself. It was almost of if she had some type of control over me when I stared into her eyes. Lucy kept her eyes looking upward at me as she went to town on my cock.Those same cat like eyes that mom had. They appeared to glow as she sucked harder at my cock. My hands went to the back of her head as I stared into her eyes. I tried to pull my eyes from her. But you feel that it is maybe not your sort of thing.So there are several waysFor taking a pass on it.To make matters more interesting for the both of us.There is a way that you can find out who it isAnd still say no.And keep me on tether hooks for revenge.If your interested in this, got to the e-mail addressAt the back and leave a yes. Or a noLet's say you find this intriguing.You've said to yourself, I could go for this.GoodNow once you send that message, What is going to happen?Your going to. Although I’ll add and expose myself to a lot of people I’m looking for in-person dates both in my home and other places. I will travel to a Dom/Master with a fully equipped dungeon (more my blog “Travelers”) I’m certainly not a “spring chicken” and frankly wasn’t a “swinger” until I met my husband (and at that time there was very little internet.) My husband (then fiancé) began my wild journey and although we still love sex together we share and have our own paths to pleasures. We have been.