I’m a white Englishman. I wouldn’t be the ugliest guy in your local bar, but not the best looking either. I’m tall and slim, with grey eyes and ...ark hair. From time to time, people tell me I look similar to an actor called Clive Owen, who starred in ‘Sin City’ and ‘The International’ among others, although I think we are only vaguely alike, and he is much more handsome. Maybe I could just stretch it enough to say I resemble Clive a little when he is tired and having a bad hair day. It was a. "Sit down, please." She indicated a seat across from her chair.He sat on the edge of the chair she indicated, holding his cap in his lap. He was obviously nervous. She could see the wheels going round and round in his head, trying to place her, trying to remember if he recognized her, if he had met her in a bar, something. That she was so beautiful and that he couldn't remember her bothered him. He drew a complete blank, and that frightened him even more.She decided to put him at ease, sort of.. Again but higher and longer. Push the button.?Waaaaaaeeeeowwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!? She faints, her body sags against its restraints. I wave smelling salts under her nose. She comes to. I unloosen one side of the gag. It falls away from her mouth.?Well? How did you like that???Oh my God, please no more no! Please??Will you behave? Will you as you?re told? More education???No please. Anything!??I?m going to fuck you. OK??Silence.?Answer.??I can?t stop you.??You don?t understand. You want me, you. "What makes you--Umpf?" I don't let her finish her sentence as I shove the head of my cock between her red lips. Despite her protests, she is soon sucking, and slurping away, swallowing the combined cum of Amber, Dixie, Diane, and myself. I let her go at it for awhile, before I pull her head back, and force her body down against Joe's. I step behind her, and aimed for her puckered asshole. "No! I told you that was off limits to you from now on!" She tried to protest.I leaned forward and.