Before we began, he told me that he didn’t want mommy head tonight and just wanted to focus on me and be a good boy for mommy. ‘Mommy head’ is t...e term we use for a blowjob and because he’s a switch, sometimes he acts submissive and wants to be talked to in a calm, soothing, and motherly voice, which I absolutely adore about him and do so willingly.I didn’t want him to get too sexually excited so I resisted the urge to make-out with him. I knew how much discomfort guys can get in if their cocks. So off we headed, I followed in my car to their home. Her and hubby walk on in and I follow. As soon as I close the door and turn around she puts her arms around me and backs me up to the door. She starts kissing me and rubbing her hands underneath my shirt on my chest. We kiss for several minutes and she moves her hands down and unbuttons my pants and lossens my belt. She bends down and squats in front of me pulls my pants and boxers down. She grabs my cock and starts stroking it and then. She also was quite shy and was a bit nervous on the night as she didn’t know many people, so she got stuck into the alcohol for a bit of Dutch courage.During the evening she got chatting to a very dark-skinned Indian guy around five years older than her and it turned out he was a full-time employee at the company where she had her placement. It later turned out that every year he and a group of his mates would target the new young female interns to see which of them could get a fuck and on. "You love my dick bitch?! That big fat piece of meat all the way in you! Streching you nice and rough, huh?! You fucking whore! Tell me You are a whore! Tel, me you are my fucking whore, bitch!" But Tristan just kept giving out muffled screams, with his head pulled too far to scream. Zach wasn't giving to wait for the whore to do as he was told. With his right hand still holding tight and he was sure painful grip on his bitche's hair, he used his other hand to take a grip on his throat, all.