"Tonight, we are going to test your boundaries. Take you to new heights. See how far you are willing to go to achieve sheer ecstacy. From this point o... you will call me 'King,' and once again the safe word is 'pineapple' but only use it if you really want me 2 stop. I will respect your wishes, but don't use it to often or I will leave you on the brink of orgasm with no release. Do you understand?" Silence. She was speechless, contemplating whether she was ready for this. She had always had. His cock was pretty messy. He had been one of the men who had a good view of my pussy since we arrived. And he had been sitting only inches from me while his friend fucked me violently. I guess he must have had a hard on for quite a while now. The lubrication covered his cock.I bent down to take his cock into my mouth and I was grateful for two things. His cock was messy, but he was clean, and his cock was only a little larger than my husband's. I was relieved that not everyone here had a cock. Well, you were obviously affected by what you saw when I opened the door, I just thought we could have a little fun? I began to slowly stroke his dick through his clothes. It felt huge! He sighed as I stroked. I leant closer towards him and he pulled me in for a kiss. It was slow, sensual and boy did it get me horny. Suddenly, he pulled me on top of him, so I was straddling his legs as he sat on the sofa. Putting my arms around his neck, I began to grind my pussy against his prick. As I did so,. There were plenty of Brian Kinney stories, but not many Gale Harold stories. ‘They like you gay, they don’t like you gay.’ He reached over, grabbed his vodka and tonic and drained the last of the contents. He shrugged, sighing in pseudo-acceptance of his situation and hauled himself up, heading over to the desk. A single sheet of paper lay in the basket and he bypassed it for the moment, pouring himself a fresh drink, then retrieved it on the way back to the leather sofa. It was from one of his.