“Yes what, pig”“Yes, I am a fuck pig. I want to taste my shit on my butt plug”, I said, practically begging. “Wow, I asked if you liked the...smell, but since you insist. Open your mouth”I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue.That’s a good fuck pig. “Now suck the plug clean and snort like a pig”, and he pressed the slimy plug deep into my mouth. I began snorting like a pig as I sucked my ass slime off the plug.Leaving the plug in my mout he moved behind me and forced his cock into my ass. . I was wondering whar he was going to do with a jar of vaseline. He then told me to get on my knees in the chair with my little ass facing him. Like a good sisy boy i always did what he told me. Then he started to lick my asshole. It was nice and warm having his tounge probe my asshole and really made my little dick hard. He then rubbed vaseline on my asshole and started to finger me in my ass. It was felt even better then sucking his BBC. It did not take him long before he had three fingers up. The mattress shifts beneath me as he moves again, positioning his body to fuck me. His hands take firm hold of my hips as his cock easily slides into my pussy, lubricated from my spanking. "Yes," is all I can say.He holds us connected, motionless, as my body and mind absorb his fullness. I squeeze my pussy around him in a loving hug, signaling I am ready. Feeling my contraction, he begins his fuck. Pulling almost all the way out, he waits until I am about to beg, before plunging back inside me.. But not now, not tonight. Let them go home alone. Let them go home to their vanilla wives. Tonight Ann and Babbs were in charge. As the valet pulled up with their car, they could not believe their eyes. Handing Ann the keys was the pool boy from the Beau Rivage that had served them earlier that day. Ann slipped him a $50 bill. Anne in a soft voice said "Oh, I still owe you a tip from earlier at the pool. I don't have any more cash on me but what time do you get off?" "I get off in a few.