"You're bisexual?" No," he shook his head, even as he stroked his cock slowly, as if hypnotizing me. "I don't suck cock. But I do have a few b*o's who...love sucking big dicks and I just thought you were one of them."Deciding it was now or never, I said, "I am," before letting go of my cock, which I hadn't been stroking, just holding in my hand, leaning forward and taking his big hard cock in my mouth."Oh yeah," he groaned.Although by now I'd watched hundreds of girls suck cock, and I'd been. " He said then carried me upstairs.He held me close to him in the hot shower until I could stand then gently washed the sweat from my body then helped me into bed.The weeks that followed I learned more about the basement, sometimes I'd be just chained and spanked, other times just my mouth would be used to pleasure him, sometimes he'd use my ass and never would I refuse. It got to the point where he'd just hand me the key and my panties would be soaked. I quit college and made money selling. ’ ‘You’re thinking about how I had the picture of Bill’s big dick in my head and I couldn’t get control of myself. How I made a fool of myself chasing after him. It was humiliating – what I did to you. It was unforgivable.’ ‘You’re over it now,’ I said. ‘It’s all in the past.’ ‘Yeah it’s in the past but it’s still in your head! I can’t blame you, for wanting to kill him,’ Lynn said. I just nodded my head. ‘You still think about it,’ she said. ‘ I’d known Bill for over two years as a friend. He. "All eyes turned toward the other young couple. He had sun bleached blond hair, a dark tan, and muscles that bulged under his tee shirt, a real beachcomber type. She was clearly the taller of the two, even while sitting. Long tanned legs projected from under a very short skirt and long, strawberry blond hair spilled over her slim shoulders."I'm Ian and this is me wife, Mona," said the young man. His accent obviously placed his origin outside the United States. "We're from Australia, as you.