How dare he! He brought home a male whore to 'service her' how?! Her thoughts were a whirlwind filled with emotions, shock, pain, insult! Her blood pr...ssure was up. She knew her face was red. She couldn't figure out what emotion she was feeling the most of. "Trust him," he'd said! What in the world was going on here? Both men just sat and watched her. Slowly she became aware of it. Both men. Wasn't that every woman's dream come true, two men? One she trusted and loved, and the other a stranger,. We hugged and our warm hard pre-cum wet cocks pressed into each other leaving a wet trail. Our hands roamed freely, rubbing each other's flesh. His fingers felt like butterfly wings fluttering against my hot skin. I lay there as he kissed his way down from my ear and along my neck with little pecks. It felt good; I mean great, good, you know what I mean. Then he came up my neck to meet my lips. By the time he had gotten to my lips my eyes were closed and it wasn't a surprise to feel his tongue. We also stopped at an Army Surplus store so Stan could pick up some camouflage pants. I was wondering around waiting for him when I noticed some handcuffs in the display case. When he went to try on some pants, I made a quick purchase and slipped them into my purse. The possibilities ran wild as I stood there thinking about what I would do with these until I got an idea and felt myself getting wet just from the thought. He had no inkling of what was to come but I could already imagine it. He. He could hear her gag and smiled, looking down into those eyes that were borderline fear and borderline desire. He let up a little and let her suck him her own pace, ordering her to ride the dildo he had made her slide down on while doing so. She focused on his head while she rocked on the dido, before sliding up the fake one while her mouth slide down the real one. She continued this for a while, letting the pleasure build up for both of them. Brent groaned that he was going to cum and Alice.