Cheryl was getting hot by the low moans she was producing, and a bit of squirming. With his right hand he slipped his zipper down, and pulled his cock...from his shorts, slowly stroking it as he played with my wife’s right thigh.My hand found her bare slit, and I began to toy with her clit. She was moist from the eroticism.“Undo your blouse, slut. Open it, let them see your lovely tits and hard nipples,” I directed her, softly directing her actions, whispering in her ear. Her hands found the. ‘Good evening, and welcome back to Bimbomania! It’s a tense, exciting night as at least one of our girls will be visiting…’ He cocked a hand to his ear. ‘The Bimbo Throne!’ cried the audience in one voice. ‘That’s right…the Bimbo Throne!’ said Biff. ‘Tonight at least one of our girls will be transformed from a free-thinking, anarchistic criminal to a sweet, lovable, ditzy, horny bimbo!’ The applause was long lasting and loud. Here and there, chants of ‘Bimbo! Bimbo! Bimbo!’ could be heard. The. Then the guy fucking my ass rammed his cock ever so deep and I felt him blast ropes of cum deep in my ass an held his cock in my ass for a few seconds then pulled out. He spanked my panty ass for good measure. He swapped places with the guy fucking my throat.He then forced his cum covered cock into my mouth, and as disgusting as it seems, I licked his cock clean. I could taste the saltiness of his load and my tartness of my ass. I was a faggot and this is what faggot do, suck cock anytime. ” His laughter diminished as sensed my apprehension and spent a few minutes assuring me all was well and everything was done in a professional manner. I felt comfortable with his talk and demeanor so we ventured over to his video camera which was indeed a professional set up. “Would you like a drink?” He asked. “Our actors should be here any moment.” “Sure I would.” I said enthusiastically as I felt parched. “Ice tea or lemonade would be great.” I finished. “No problem at all.” He said.