I tell her Come over here and lay on the table on your stomach. The table is a rectangle shape and is just a little smaller then her. She gets on the ...able and her head hangs off one end. I walk in front of her and pull my cock out of my pants. She looks at me and says Wow that is huge, I dont know if I can get that in my mouth. Knowing that she is playing her part I say Well you dont have a choice, it will be in your throat. With that she opens her mouth and takes only a quarter of it in her. 'I ... can't stand this, she thought to herself.' She cried out, "Please ... Please ... don't humiliate me like this ... I can't stand it. Please ... stop ... humili..." The words died in her throat. She groaned softly.Scott and John continued to watch her as they licked their dry lips lustily. "How does it feel now?" Scott said edging closer.Nena's breathing was quick, and shallow. "It ... it ... it ... feels good, but ... please ... don't humiliate me any ... more." She began to suck in her. I'm wearing the same lacy underwear your favorite porn star is wearing at the start of that one movie you bookmarked. You know the one. The lace bralette through which you can see my nipples, peaked and tight as they are already. The almost see-through black boyshorts with the hot pink side ties that end in little ribbons. Garter belt, black silk stockings. The killer heels I like to call Fuck Me Shoes because fucking – preferably while lying down – is pretty much the only thing I can do in. As you pull away I look into your eyes, clouded with desire and telling me what you want. You twist your body slightly, shifting and seeming to float back to lay down on the couch while at the same time pulling me over the back rest and down onto your body. You are just now noticing my nakedness, my erection pressed against your stomach where your shirt has bunched up, pre-cum leaking from the head to rub against your skin. My knee rests on the couch pillow, between your legs and pressed.