I reached in and grabbed his man meat and held it for a second, realizing what I'm getting into the more and more i feel of it. I whipped it out and i... was no smaller than 8" long and about the width of where my hand can barely get all the way around it. I looked at him and all he said was, "What're you waiting for bitch? Get going." I took one look back at his pole before reaching in and putting my lips on it. Immediatly he started to groan. I ran my tongue over it as I slowly went down,. "Duke looked at him coldly saying, "As long as she is a guest in my home, you don't have anything to say about it. Amber is here and staying her as of now on her own free will. You on the other hand, are wearing out your welcome real fast now. If you persist, I can and will call the police and charge you for trespassing and refusing to leave my home when asked to leave. So Lloyd, what's it going to be?"Lloyd looked at Duke and started to say something then changed his mind and let out a sigh. She let me go and walked off. His knobbly cock was still moving around in my arse, it felt so good as he slid in and out of me washing my arse out with the shower then fucking me again. I had no idea how long I had been there, being fucked for when I felt the biting cuffs released. I felt rubber gloved hands washing me. Soaping me up and playing with my cock and arse, pulling on my nipples. When he turned me around I could Bearley stand. He dried me off then removed the gag. I think you clean. It also went against my family orientated culturethat preached toward the line of one day getting married, living happily everafter and being in the 'blessedly' nice sexual union with the knight that wouldeventually be the husband who would treat me in a nice gentle manner. Yet,I had found myself thinking of having the dirtiest sex, if sex can be describedas 'dirty' metaphorically. If standard coitus could be described as a sport,then the fantasies that were jumping inside my mind could be.