What about his boss? Surely Gary’sboss was black and had offered Gary a promotion and abig raise if he’d let me be the company whore. I be...anto refuse Gary sex, hinting that his inadequate littleeight inches weenie could no longer satisfy me. Hewasn’t happy but took it like the wuss he was. What theHell was he waiting for? Then it hit me. Maybe that wasn’t Gary’s kind of story.Maybe he was waiting for me to be seduced in my home.He did come home unexpected. ..who happened to be the Judge.But it didn't seem like a penalty, since he'd waited for this to happen all his life.The Judge considered a longer penalty, but she knew he would like it too much...So he was sure he was doomed to only tongue lashings, instead of feeling two penises touch.The Judge wanted instant judgement, no further appeals would do, so she pressed onto his best friends shaft and said, "Thirty lashes you pervert, with your tongue on my clit and make sure you lick him too.He. One night he was in his bathrobe, and he called me out from my room, i went and he said lets get drunk. I sat down next to him, and we starting jugging down beer after the other. I was soon drunk, and he was too. We were talking about his sex life, he was telling me how he loved thick women, and then he said "i would probably fuck a man with a big ass" while looking at me. I dont know why it made me excited, was it the beer? or did i actually wanted it? Well after a few more beers i dozed off.. One morning, feeling a bit stiff, I decided to try one of the local massages. Little did I know what was in store for me! I was shown into a cool room by an amazingly beautiful Thai girl with a great smile and clad in a loose white robe that came about mid thigh. Sweet fragrance filled the air. It reminded me of a scene from the movie, Emmanuelle. She asked me to shower and lie face down in only my panties on a table. Slowly, she began to massage my shoulders, easing my muscles. Her touch was.