By four in the afternoon, I had written up what I thought we should do, and explained my reasoning and left if for Abe to review. Tuesday morning he c...lled me upstairs and we spent another couple of hours working on details, and then he was going to talk to Ralph Delmar at Furniture Expressions. My part was done for the time being. Tuesday evening, I did my laundry and decided what the hell and threw in what I was wearing too. I wasn’t expecting company, so like most evenings I had dinner and. He stopped suddenly and I laid back on the bed frustrated and panting.“Does my whore want to me to continue,” he asked, leaning over me with his face so close that I could feel breath on my cheek.“Yes, oh god please yes!” I begged him.“You’re going to have to earn it, now open your mouth,” he ordered. I opened my mouth and felt his cock lightly press against my lips. His hand wrapped around the back of my head, grabbing my hair, and he forced his cocked all the way into mouth until I could feel. Watching my lady blowing the biggest cock we have ever had is exciting. Even more exciting while the man Sarah is blowing is giving me an exquisite blow job. He is very talented as he expertly uses his lips, tongue and fingers on my rock hard erection.After a few minutes he stops to lick and suck my balls. Sarah is obviously watching closely as she stops to lick and suck his balls. “Your turn on is my turn on baby,” she smiles as she watches Jacque resume blowing me and she resumes blowing. All dressed up there was little Victor could do. He would be stuck inthis outfit until he got help getting out. His arms, his legs and evenhis head were pretty much immobilised. He wanted to scream that thisoutfit was too much, but he needed to conserve his breath. This outfitwas too much though. It felt more like bondage than an actual outfit,bondage that was at the same time one of the girliest monstrosities hehad ever seen. There was just no redeeming quality to this outfitwhatsoever, at.