"What a good faggot, I'm treating your throat like a pussy! You like that bitch?" He asked. "I love it daddy." The guys liked that laughing at me and ...alling me a fag. After sometime I was released and bent over the conveyor belt. My legs were tied to the support posts. My asshole was totally exposed. I felt the huge tip of a cock pressed against my hole, I couldn't protest because my face was being fucked hard. The cock pushed into my ass, the only lube was my huge spit globs. He went balls. ” “I did,” I said amazed. “Yep. I really liked it when you were washing me and soaping up my ass. It felt really good when your fingers were near my ass hole. I think, no, I know I want you to do that some more. What did you like?” “Everything. Nothing you could do with or to me wouldn’t be exciting. Everything about you excites me.” “Are you hungry? Would you like to have dinner before we… Before we go swimming?” “Why are you changing the subject?” “Because I want to be a good hostess and I. Mere khushi ka koi thikaana nahi tha mai uske ghar gaya to usne mujhe andar liya aur maine usse keha kya tum tayyar ho to usne keha ke uske jiwan me koi sukh nahi uska pati na to use sansaar ka sukh deta hai na youn sukh,To kyu mai jhulasti rahu aur is khokle jeewan ko aise marke jiwu,kishan mujhe apne aahosh me le lo mai bhi ek aurat hu mujhe bhi lagat hai ki mere chut ko chode aur mujhe woh sukh de aise kehkar usne apna saadi ka pallu niche kiya aur uska aadhe ball se dhaka hua blowz dikhaaya. And I imagine they'll want to talk to me about this mess. I think I'll feel better after a little nap."She walks to the door. Unfortunately, she has the gait of a truck driver. I guess it wasn't that easy. Before I can react, she's halfwaydown the hall."Frank!" I yell after her.As she stops, I make another pass with my hand.When she turns, she says "You don't have to call me Frank anymore, lover. Just call me Tiffany. Or better yet, just Tiff." She turns back toward my room and as I.