The long fleshy pole surmounted by its purple head was inches form my face. Without warning the knave pushed my head down so my lips care into contact...with the engorged mushroom. I knew I had no choice and enveloped his throbbing member in my mouth. Once more I was forced to undergo the same awful humiliation I had endured on the ship. Once again I obediently bobbed my head up and down on Quadir’s raging pillar of flesh and he moaned in pleasure and finally deposited his liquid tribute at the. I ate my wife out and reamed her ass with my finger asshe climaxed at least three times, screaming out in delight. Luckilythey didn't make her do the same to me or they would have known I was aguy.We slowed down and kissed as the guys were composing themselves. Iwatched one guy stroking his own cock as I sucked on my wife's pussy.They must have really believed two girls were enjoying themselves.The two gunmen talked to each other as we were told to clean up and getdressed in some sexy things.. " I'm sorry I haven't come over more," I mumbled."Well, I certainly hope we see you more now," she said. "Now give me a big hug."I leaned down — Aunt Ruth was only about five-foot-five — and got almost as enthusiastic a hug as my sister had."Well, come on," she let go and turned around, linking one arm in mine and one in Jeanne's. "Everyone's going to be so excited to see you both."We stepped into a simple foyer, made fancy by the roping that hung on the staircase, decorated here and there with. She was a petite blonde woman, some eight years my junior in her early thirties, with a short, trendy 'Pixie' hair cut to go with her cute elfin-like features. She also happened to be my secretary.I 'inherited' Catherine when I joined the company. My boss, and former University mate that head-hunted me, mentioned when trying to persuaded me to join that he'd got a cracking French secretary lined up for me...he wasn't wrong!When I started work there that summer, my marriage was going through a.