Yes, I loved this! I tried to swallow it, but I couldn't. I got slapped across my face...“That’s not a good sissy. Bad Jennifer!”I got slapped a...ain. I could feel my face getting warm after the slaps.“You better drink it this time. You wanna show your boyfriend that you're a good, obeying sissy, right?”“Yes, Mistress! I’m very sorry...it will not happen again!”She filled my mouth again and forced me to swallow it.I’d never tasted anything like that before; very salty, but with a sweet taste at. This seemed to please them, that they had me begging for their dicks. Finally Franklyn took hold of my hips and begin to ram deeper and deeper into me. Soon I felt the rush of his fluids flood my rectum and leaking down my thighs. As soon as Franklyn had pulled from my flooded anal cavity, Paul plunge his solidly rigid cock into my flooded rectum. I almost screamed from the pain of his huge penile glans plowing through my anal muscle ring. Thankfully it didn't take Paul long to let loose his. We got together with them and made a couple of more stops and then decided to finish up over at their place. Once at their place, Jan, whose place we were at mixed us some drinks and when she gave Barb her drink, she gave Barb a quick kiss and a big pat on the ass and then gave me my drink.After a few more drinks, Mike, Jan’s date began to make out with Jan. We watched as he proceeded to remove her blouse and bra and fondled her breasts. He looked toward us and asked “You two should come over. "Her ministrations were causing my already overworked cock to rear itshead once more. "Not seriously - it could never happen."She continued to rub her hands gently over my chest, and tummy, and asshe did so she said, "Oh but it can my angel, it really can. Wish forsome big breasts, Frankie, some lovely big breasts, and wish that I wasreally playing with them now."Well it couldn't hurt to humour her, could it, and the idea, daft as itwas seemed strangely erotic. She was on my left side, my arm.