He first kissed my upper lips and then went for the lower lips. He bit my lips for some time. It was a little painful and so I moaned. He liked it. Hi... tongue was inside my mouth playing with my tongue. He had a big tongue.After the long kiss and sucking, I had become their whore. The first guy took out his monster. It was 8 inches at least and very thick. It was black and uncut. His tip was rose and already covered with his precum. He placed it in front of my mouth and pulled the tip in and. That's a wonderful name." I've always liked it too. There were quite a number of Bertrams over the years actually." Are we going to call our son that?" It'd be rather fun and Dad would be thrilled but would it be fair on the boy in this day and age? He'd be known as Bert." Or Bertie." A bit PG Wodehousey." Nonsense. George VI was called Bertie." Hmm."There was a knock at the door. They looked at each other in puzzlement."Come in," called Mark as they both sat up.A maid came in with two glasses. I went to the kitchenette and got some water on while we talked.Her name is Susan and she wanted to know if I always went around naked. I told her pretty much most of the time. The next question was about the girls, do they mind. I told her my sister is used to it and her girlfriends don't seem to mind at all. Then she surprised me and said she kind of thought it was cool, she liked it that I was so casual about being naked in front of her. She also looked at my cock and said she was. His hand clamps on my jaw, forcing it open, as he lets my still warm blood flow into my mouth. He rears up roaring. His arms stretch out and he pulls away the shirt. His body is daubed with satanic tattoos, and his nipples are painted black. The masked men run to him, ripping the clothes away from his body. ‘Henri,’ I sob, my mouth full of bitter bile. As he looks down at me a tiny flicker of the Henri I once knew dances over his face, and his voice is soft once again. ‘You would have given.