I wanted to grab his balls so bad but that would be in violation of our agreement.I continued to swallow his cock a little deeper into my mouth a litt...e at a time.At each point I would stop and slide up and down with my mouth.It was all he could do to stop from jumping out of that chair.It was torturing him,in a good way of course.I finally had all his cock in my mouth and I began slowly sliding my mouth up and down his cock from the base all the way up to the tip.I gagged a couple of times. I was excited. Because this time, I was ready. The first time we hung out, it was one of my first encounters with a guy. And so it was a little awkward. But NOW, I knew a little bit about what I was doing. It was time for me to redeem myself. For other people, redemption might mean striving to achieve a goal, like a career-related one. For me, it meant being a slut for an older man and doing a better job of deepthroating his dick. I was determined to do a good job this time. I had sucked other. Beth startsdragging her feet, not wanting to go with her captor, but he just tugged harderon her arm. The two enter a large bedroom, the only thing in the room is alarge canopy bed, and Beth notices two strands of fabric attached to theheadboard and stops in her tracks as Mike is trying to get her closer to thebed. ?Beth, come overhere, you are the first, get on the bed, now!? Mike says, menacing her with hisknife. She started tosob and shook her head no.He went over andsmacked her.?You bitch!. I had wanted to come along but she told me this was a "gurls only affair." What the hell, I was ready to go back to my apartment after a beautiful three days of fucking and sucking. John the bartender and I were chatting when I felt a pair of hands on my back. I spun on the stool and there stood a whole different Marty than I had just spent three days with.This Marti was donned in a grey wig, streaked with pink. She wore a pair of spiked heel black shoes, black tights that showed a nice bulge,.