.." I muttered. Curious, I put the key in the lock and it snapped open.Shit! I thought, panicking. I was free! All I had to do was open the door and l...ave, and then I would be released from this coven of crazy witches...I looked back towards the main area where I heard someone laughing.Quick, I thought. Time to go. Time to get out of here, pack up my entire life, and move someplace far, far away where no one knows me or can associate me in any way to this group of girls who all, somehow, were. I laid fully on top of Rachel, she struggled to move some more to get free, she knew she was in a vulnerable position with me on top of her and desperately tried to push me off, but I wasn't going anywhere until I felt release in that moist canal of hers, with my dick being buried to the hilt.I placed my knee against her tightly held legs and applied a steady pressure to open them up a bit, "come on Rachel" I told her, I could tell that the tequila was finally kicking in, felling her nice round. The note went on to say that they had more to lose that I did. They said that they would keep my secret. What scared me the most were the two pictures someone had taken of me at the club dressed as a bar maid. He said he would knock on my door that night around ten. He said he would knock twice and wait and then knock three more times. He said that way I would know it was him. I sat on my bed and didn’t know what to do. I decided that I might as well dress up as a girl. I had wanted to dress up. As my orgasm subsided he withdrew and pulled me up off the desk and down onto my knees. “Perhaps you’d like another taste of yourself from the other side?” he asked, positioning his cock inches from my mouth, with a look on my face almost daring me to decline. I was too turned on to stop now, though. Although I’d never allowed another man - my husband included - to go ass to mouth with me, I took him in my mouth without question, lavishing his cock with attention from my lips, tongue and mouth..