Chas ended the kiss and smiled as he pulled away, now kneeling between my legs, my slimy cock against his neck, looking up at me. He blinked and said,...“I better be careful, I might fall in lust with you…you whore.” Once again, he made a possibly awkward situation comfortable with demeaning tongue-in-cheek humor…I was starting to love that. As he got up to get hot wet towels to clean everything up I smiled and realized he was different. He didn’t take things too seriously and added fun to the F. I don't have a death fetish. I don't want to actually die; it's the fear that gets me going. I figured though, I had a very good chance of actually being murdered this time.So at 9am the next day Bill tied me to metal steaks he drove into the ground. I was speared eagle on the dirt with my knees bent. Ropes on my wrists knees and ankles. Totally helpless. Bill kissed me goodbye but refused to fuck me. He said it was almost certain I'd be murdered and he didn't want his DNA on my body. It gave. I am not super long (about 8 inches, but my cock is almost as thick as a 12 oz. soda can. Mel laid down and spread her legs. Her pussy was wide open and ready. She was using one hand on her clit. Linda quickly took my dick into her mouth and got me nice and sloppy wet. As I moved into position I looked Mel in the eye and said "Are you sure about this?" She looked at me and said "Fuck me, please." I quickly looked at Linda and she nodded, which I took as her final permission. I rubbed my cock on. Main story shuru karta hoon, aaj kay 2 saal pahilay ki baat hain main jaipur main service karta tha waha per main jis office main kam karta tha waha per mera ek dst bhi kaam karta tha ussay meray gharulay relation thay, whu shadi shuda tha or who office kay pass rehta tha. Ek baar ki baat hain mera dost kahi bahar gaya hua tha or city main karfua lug gaya kyon ki hindu muslim dungay ho gaye thay. So mera ghar waha say 30 km door tha to main waha office main fus gaya, to main bhag kar dost kay.