He had no trouble cramming his big, thick cock fully into my ass and grasping my hips he bounced me back and forth like a rag-doll. Another hard cock ...ame through the hole by my head. "Go on ! Suck it bitch!" he growled as he drove over and over inside me.It wasn't easy sucking the man to my side while being enthusiastically ass-fucked but I managed to do it until he emptied a generous deposit of cum in my mouth. As the cock withdrew from the hole I heard the man who was fucking me, order me to. Pulled it out and said "say ah" she replied with was was probably going to be "why" but half way before she could get the word out I shoved my finger in her mouth as I gagged her with her ass juice trying to wiggle her face away and not being able to grab my hand and pull it away because I made her lay on her arms. So all she could do is taste it and cry. As I told her "that taste you have in your mouth is exactly what you are a peace of shit that fucked another man and thought that you could. Had someone pushed me? His arms wrapped around my back and pulled me tight. He smelled incredible. His style of dress reminded me a lot of Marcos. It was the way all the best agents dressed. Dress for success, just like all the books out there tell you to do. He held me for a long time, and finally I recovered enough to return the embrace. So many feelings bombarded me in those few seconds that I almost fell in love all over again. This was the man I'd told myself I would marry. I had given him. I still really desired to play with my zapper much more, and could see so much potential with it, but Maisie was insistent that I had done enough damage. I had to be content without it.I tried to discuss ways of using it in an "ethical" manner, but Maisie refused all of my suggestions and so my invention was very much unused. It was a waste, but she quietly pondered things and said little to me on the subject.A fortnight after the "football club fuck," my mischievous tenant asked if I could.