Stop, I am married". Bob finally had teased her enough and shoved his big fat cock head into Sue's pussy. Sue kept muttering"Oh my gawd" again and aga...n. Bob told her he couldn't resist sticking his cock into her tight pussy. The front of Sue's legs were pressed against the bed so she had no where to run and Bob could do whatever he wanted at this point. Bob slowly started pushing his thick cock into her tight clenching pussy. Feeding it a few inches at a time. Sue was pleading with Bob to. ." I am nothing without my Mistress" I whispered. Barely before I'd even finished, Stacey had shoved the ball gag in my mouth and tightly buckled it behind my head. As she did that, she moved her leg and grinded her knee into my cock. She smiled as I groaned in pain, "Mmmmmmmmmmmm, I know you aren't!" Mmmmmmmmmpppppphhhh," I cried.But I was only met with silence. It was a LOT later in the day, must have been about 6 in the afternoon – not that I was in much of a position to be able to tell.. Three hundred bucks! One session for an hour and a half. Temptation found me in front of the vanity mirror seconds later (oh, the vanity). I stripped down and started gawking at myself. Well, yeah we guys do that pretty much every time we get out of the shower. But those performances are more like Arnold's Conan, not so much Michelangelo's David. I had to prepare myself by trying every possible pose they would ask of me. The Thinker, Atlas holding up the world, Swooping Crane. I even had my. Damn what a luscious body, topped by a countenance like an Angel. Irene chided herself for her thoughts. She's my best friends baby. I wouldn't want her to think of Tam that way.Goodnight Emily. Goodnight Aunt Irene. turning away from one another Irene was still awake when she heard Emily's breathing slow as though asleep. Irene followed soon. Several hours later she awoke. Emily was snuggling her back, spoon fashion. Her arm was thrown over Irene and her hand rested on Irenes breast. Oh god.