"Zoey's hand remained in place, not moving. I was still hardening, though." ... What errand were you running?" the officer asked.She squeezed my cock ...t that question.Stick to the story."I ... I ... uh, went to get her a burger. Zoey. She, uh, wanted one for after she got off work."I looked at the officer's eyes, and they went down to his notebook. I felt Zoey's hands pat my semi-hard cock.Good boy.I still wondered what she wanted me to say and what she didn't. What could possibly get her in. This is what Evan meant. Total domination.They owned me.I'd do whatever they wanted.As long as they didn't stop.Jean-Luc or Evan, I don't know who, snaked one hand between our bodies and worked my clit mercilessly. I threw my head back and screamed. I came so hard, I saw stars. A million, white-light sparklers crashing into me and breaking me apart.And putting me back together a better person.What was it Jean-Luc said? We're better when we touch deep.But even that didn't begin to cover it. It. When he pulled out I looked up at him and trying to not spill any gently opened my mouth. He said, "Oh fuck, that was a good load” as I slowly swallowed and let it slide down my throat. He said, "Dude I love fucking your cocksucker mouth." I looked up and said, "Thank you for allowing me to suck your cock." Reaching down, Paul grinned, stroked my hair and said, "You're welcome cocksucker."With me still on my knees between his outstretched legs, Paul picked up his cell phone and dialled the. Embarrassed, I looked away and got back onto my towel. We lay there for awhile, and I kept stealing glances. His bulge was not going down and I couldn't help but look at him , when I thought he wasn't aware. I began to get hard in my thong, which didn't leave much to the imagination in the first place. I tried to stop myself from looking, but I got busted once again, and this time I had a bulge of my own, that James couldn't help but see. I must have blushed a bit, because James.