He got out of his chair and came around to where I was. I could tell by his gait that he was intent on fucking me, but that wasn't what I had in mind....Before I left my apartment, I had grabbed my camera. I pulled it out of my pocket and hit the RECORD button. He had told me before that he kept his sex toys in a desk drawer. I found them. They consisted of a pair of handcuffs and a whip. I forced him to strip down to his jockstrap and turned him around so that his bare ass was facing me. I put. He still had that overwhelmed look on his face, like his mind was not in the real world with the rest of us, who admittedly could only stake tenuous claim on reality.“Ouch,” Eva said. “Okay, John, that’s enough.” John thrust again, another eight-inch push. “Ow, John!”“Jesus, John,” I said. “Cut it out!”That seemed to snap John out of his fixation, and he hurriedly withdrew from Eva’s ass, his head down in shame. An awkward silence followed. Eva curled her legs up onto the bed, turning to the. Carl kept pumping away, and before long he, too, let out a muffled groan as he blasted several ropes of cum deep into my pussy.I quickly grabbed some tissues from the vanity and began cleaning up my vag lips and Carl’s cock as best I could. After getting most of it wiped away, I leaned over and sucked the tip of Carl’s cock into my mouth and finished cleaning his shaft with my tongue, giving the bulbous head a little kiss as I released his now flaccid member. When I was done, he tucked it away. . you know. I actually think it’s more telling that he didn’t punch you out. Straight guys don’t think that shit’s funny.” “You think suckin' some dude off isn’t a big deal?” I was horrified by how high my voice went. “It wasn’t just some dude, and it could have been a joke or anything. I mean, he knows he’s safe, that situation is never going to happen. Him not getting angry about being kissed, to me, that’s a much bigger deal. I kinda think it might be more than two percent.”My phone went.