Lisa was helplessly bent over the table with her bound hands stretched out. “Cum for me Lisa. Let it go. I want you to cum with me.” I continue... thrusting my cock until I couldn’t hold my orgasm anymore. I exploded deep in her ass. Lisa spit out her panties and cried out, “Oh my God, sir. Yes, pump your seed in me. Oh fuck. I’m cumming sir. I’m cumming.” Her body started to shake and spasm with her first orgasm of the night. Many more to follow. I continued thrusting until my cock. ?But? Tracey began.?Tracey this production takes a great deal of funding and we need to make sure you will follow directions at all times. Please do as he asked you.?There was a long silence while Tracey considered her position.At the production table many people had now gathered around the monitors and were watching and waiting to see Tracey’s reaction. The success of both the Bimbo documentary and the travel show hung precariously on her reaction to Peter’s command.When Tracey reached to undo. I spent most of the rest of the day in the woods where I kept my stash of jewelry. I ate the food and mixed beer and bourbon until my head swam. I tried on different rings and wished I could wear them other places than here in the woods. But I knew Mother would just take them and try to get money for them at the bad, bad pawn shop and get me caught by the cops.When I got back to the trailer Uncle Dave was already there and was telling me to hurry and take a shower and hurry. For once he didn't. I saw the black neighbour get up and walk closer to the window, he had his cock out and was slowly pulling the foreskin back and forth over the big fat head.David just looked out the window at the black mans huge cock as I dropped to my knees and sucked his cock into my mouth. It was only in there for a couple of second before his cum started hitting the roof of my mouth and back of my throat. I sucked his cock dry, not an ounce of cum was left around his cock head when I stood up and looked.