..I stand...she slaps my face again...she pulls my boxers and puts her dick inside them right on top of mine...I almost cum and pull away...."where th... fuck are you going, what, you can't handle my bid dick in your boxers rubbing against your tiny dick?"...she tells me " get over here but take off those boxers first, it's time I teased that tiny penis with my big dick, I need to slap it around a bit and punish it"... I walk back to her...again in front of the mirror she begins to slap my cock,. I made you a fucking delicious dairy-free lasagna dinner, and you never even lifted a finger or asked if you could help." He slapped my left nipple."Hell, I let you suck on my fingers for the last 45 minutes without saying a word, giving you plenty of opportunity to recognize what you were doing and to apologize for being so fucking selfish, for leading me on if this isn't what you wanted to come of it. You just don't know when to stop. So now I want you to understand that the world doesn't. I was a glorified secretary. That English major did little good in finding a job with a living wage. I thought I’d write Catcher in the Rye from a female’s point of view. Yeah, I needed to get on that. Although the actual work was boring, filing, answering calls, typing letters, there was a very large part of my job that involved something that made me excited to come to work everyday with a skip in my step. I was fucking my married boss. He was gorgeous. Tall, with large, strong hands, hazel. Immediately Ramya came up with an idea, she said because there can be many loser and only one winner, all loser need to eat bride pussy and get fucked by her, I was happy with that thinking I cannot get fucked by anyone being a man. I asked what about the winner will get on his win. She said whatever the winner asks, as simple as that.Then we decided to play black jack, it’s simple and result oriented game. Finally the game began and one by one started to lose, every loser use to get nude and.