.”, I said, blushing and trying to avoid eye contact.“How was it, Miles?”“Good”Lanie laughed, and turned to look at me, “Why exactly do bo...s do that? I mean, I feel like all you want from me is-well-pussy!”“I’m sorry, Lanie!” I answered, sitting next to her, “It’s just-I don’t know-I hadn’t done that in a few days, and you were here with me, and no one else was here...”“Miles, I really like you, and I wish we could move on, but I’m just not ready-”“What if I did something for you?” I. I enjoyed the things that Linda and I did together and you already know how much I like having an audience. But do you really want to do this here? That rug looks pretty rough and you wouldn't want us staining your furniture."Mr. Porter looked down at the industrial grade carpet and then at his obviously expensive leather couch and said to Linda, "Call Driggers and tell him to bring me one of those quilted furniture pads from the shipping department."To me he said, "You might as well get. I grunted in surprise, and realized now I was really silenced. No more objections. I tested my weight against the handcuffs. A surge of fear went through me. I was helpless, I felt a wave of anxiety build behind my eyes – but then it passed, and I felt instead a strange sense of release. The gag even tasted sweet, and I licked it tentatively. Then the doorbell rang, and I turned to look at the door.Leena let the two Japanese men in with absolute confidence. They were young and dressed in. I pushed doesn't on her shoulders with one hand and pulled back on her hips with the other. She got the idea and put her face and chest into the bed, arched her back which put my cock deeper into her pussy. I knew I would not last much longer and told her I'm going to cum in her. I started ramming her hard. She was screaming in pleasure into the pillow. All of a sudden I blasted cum load into her. She almost slipped off if my cock and fell forward but I held onto to her hips until my balls were.