Smith. Do you mind if I close the door?”“Be my guest,” Jim said, smiling. This might be fun if he was careful.He looked at the one called Friday...as Mr. Smith closed the door and the three of them sat down.“Your first name wouldn’t be Joe, would it?” Jim asked.“That joke’s never been funny. And, yes, my first name is Joe.”“All right, since we’ve established the fact that you have no sense of humor, my first question remains. What can I do for you Mr. Friday?”Friday and Smith flashed. There he stopped the car in front of a seedy looking hotel and took me inside.It was a typically quickie motel where men like him took women like me or couples yet to be married came to sate themselves.The room was seedy with a dull ceiling fan whirring overhead and the shets though freshly changed still held some stains and oldness about them.Shekhar took me in shi arms and hugged me hard. His hands travelled to my ass cheeks and pressed themquite hard while he discarded my saree pallu and. I’ll do anything.” “Oh you will?”, Glen responds, “How about we untie you, lay you on the ground and take turns rping your mouth until we cum down your throat. Would you be willing to do that?” “Yes, I’m willing to do anything that’s going to keep you from fucking my ass with that big dick.” So Glen unties my wife and pushes her down on the ground face up. He now takes his big cock and shoves it in her mouth and tells her, “I’m going to fuck your throat until I cum in it and then Jack is going. She opened the door and quickly stripped me down to nylons garter belt and bra while the men watched. She said okay guys he is all yours have fun he is your slave now and will do whatever you want. I was excited and watched as they both took off their pants and I got to see some cocks. Both had nice cocks about 8” but I was finally going to get some after almost 30 years. They both came over and put their cocks close to my mouth so I took both and started to suck and lick on them nice and slow..