“I’m well paid. Did you make out a list?”Mel handed over a scrap of paper. Her handwriting was surprisingly neat and easy to read.“Mum makes s...hool uniform a priority so my schoolwear is mostly okay. Everything else is pretty bad though,” she said, indicating the well-worn t-shirt and denim skirt she was wearing.I quickly scanned the list. It was pretty much what I expected and wouldn’t break the bank at a budget clothes shop. I nodded approvingly.A particularly loud crackle reminded me of the. Walking me into the living room and there are 4 guys in the room. I step back; nervous, scared, you turn me around, smack my ass, and tell me to get in there now. I say, “I don’t know if I am ready” you say, “yes you are, we have been training on this. You are to be the slutty wife your husband wants you to be. You will do exactly as you are told or you will be severely punished” I still hesitate, scared; you pull me over to the couch, bending me over spanking my ass, I try to pull away and. Almost unimaginable! Markus took the lubricant from the cupboard. He opened the tube and squeezed plenty of it on his fingers. He let himself fall loudly on the cushion. With his fingers covered with gel, he started to massage my asshole. I was again sexually aroused. Patiently he inserted one finger and then a second. I moaned loudly in front of me and said: "Yes, my Lord, please go on.“ Mirza just felt superfluous. Markus massaged me for quite a while. He took again quite a lot of lube and. His hand was soon followed by his lips, kissing their way up my leg. He kissed my swollen balls and then slowly sucked them into his mouth, gently massaging them with his warm moist tongue. He released them after a few moments of pure pleasure and begins to sniff my cock with his nose pressed closely against the flesh of my shaft. As he reached the head, his tongue flicked out and licked my slit, and then he outlined the head of my cock with his talented tongue, until he finally slipped his.