Kiss her asshole!" His hand forced my head down until my lips were touching her stretched asshole and his huge cock. "Kiss it!" I did...over and over ...gain; with him calling me a sissy boy; before pushing me away and pounding her ass for what seemed a lifetime; with Kirsty making all kinds of pleasurable noises as the Bull fucked her ragged; just like he promised. Even a man like him couldn't keep up that pace forever; and with Kirsty no pushing back to meet his violent thrusts he shouted,. My Dad called me at home that night, and we spoke on the phone for more than an hour.He had spoken with Gene, at length, and both of them had expressed the opinion that it made more sense for them to try to work together. Nothing had been agreed to yet, according to what my Dad said, but, the basic idea of us staying in cities with greater than fifty thousand people, and leaving the smaller cities and towns alone, seemed to be a good beginning framework for fashioning an acceptable. He grinned at me and we were quiet for the rest of the ride as I gently played with his cock through his pants. Finally we arrived at his place and I was shocked to learn that I apparently had pretty good taste. The entire place was surrounded by a white stone wall 10 feet tall, covered in vines. He had a security guard let us through the gate and we drove up the long driveway to his enormous house. I gawked at it as he got out and came around to open my door. I stepped out gracefully (or as. . all guys were to be photographed to create a 1000 dick rogues gallery on the website. I was shocked when we entered the club as there was a massive poster with a photo of me and my wife on. Instead of my wife being scared off she was enjoying all the attention. Guys were stroking her nipples and there was no stopping them. They all knew she was their slut for the day to be used as a cum dump. The organiser introduced my wife to the other women there, and said they would be swapping with other.