I pulled out of his wife’s arse forcing a shout out of her. I sunk my cock into his wife’s open mouth and told her to give it one good slurp. Then...I walked over to the sofa. The room filled with tension, but the girl tried to sooth the cuckolded husband. I was standing directly in front of him looking down as he lay on the couch staring up in defeat and shame. Intuitively the girl took the cock and gave it one deep slurp tasting her mother’s arse juice on my shaft. Then she helped her father. I did it as he said, posing in the sexiest way that I could. It was a strange experience being taken pictures of, but I also thought it was funny. Then the interviewer got naked and told me to sit on his lap. We started kissing. I could feel his tongue explore my mouth. I let him. I was his sissy sex toy. I knew my place. After we kissed for ages, He told me to get on my knees. He stood up and told me to open my mouth. I expected him to put his cock in my mouth, but he started pissing on me. I. Relaxing in Gene's world mean going from one perversion to another, sliding open the basement door the light quickly lit up the set of stairs descending down into the hidden basement once down the stairs 3 scared girls can be seen chained to the ball by the wrist's ankles and neck, Gene looks to the 3 scared girls "While my dinner is cooking I though we could have some fun" he said as the girls started to tremble and cry.Picking up a cat'o'nine Gene began to whip the closest mass of naked. (Joe was unconscious in the operating room while they tried to put his jaw back together.) The other guys backed me up—it was just a terrible accident. I truly enjoyed playing the role of the devastated friend, overcome with sorrow and guilt.Even more fun were the visits I paid to Joe's bedside for the next five days, until they finally sent him home. I played the guilt-stricken friend to the hilt, but when he thought I wasn't looking he would gaze at me, an uncertain look in his eye. I knew he.