If she only knew what was behind it she would have stormed out, but every time I came I felt embarrassed, but kept telling myself I did nothing gay, j...st kissed a guy, nothing more than that, just a voyuer really.The 3rd weekend I did go out to a party me and my girlfriend but the party was pretty poor and she said lets go to the very pub I met the 2 gay guys in, and as we walked in sure as fuck, there they were in the pub, I got all paranoid as we got a drink and sat at a table. I sat there. Desiree’s stomach dropped when she realized Scott knew who the blond was the entire time and hadn’t told her. She stood at the edge of the sidewalk willing herself not to cry. Too many emotions were running through her mind as she stood with her back to Gabriel listening to his labored breathing. She felt exhausted and emotionally drained. She didn’t even protest when he touched her arm and guided her towards his truck. ~*~*~ Desiree never asked where they were going, but a few minutes into. Then with a grunt he pushed his whole hand in. I screamed out, it was so huge. He worked it in and out several times, going deeper and deeper. He got all the way to his elbow. "You like being my little fist whore boy?" he asked. "Oh yes, I love your fist deep inside me" I replied enthusiastically. I got fisted some more, then him and Andrea switched positions. Andrea fisted me easily, and I sucked on her Dads cock and balls while she did. At this point Andrea was really into it, and she started. It's something that you need!" Haven't things been better for us since I took charge?" After being in-charge all day at work isn't it nice to let go and have me take the reins?"He didn't respond, but I knew my words were getting through to him. He needed my control and he knew it, but being the man that he is, it wasn't going to be easy for him to break that mentality and relinquish that control very easy, so it was something that was going to be a work in progress.I continued the prostate.