He asked me if it was alright for them to take photos and i agreed, he then said he was going in to the front room to set things up, he said there was...eight of them and they were going to blindfold him and tell him that he had a going away present.Before he left he asked me to take my coat off so he could have a look first, he had a cheeky look in his eye and i thought he was good looking, he also gave me a can of lager.I took my coat off and let him see me in my white basque and white see. I then compounded my mistake when I called Rosemary a "Chicken" when she looked at me funny after I'd admitted my kink. I'd fatally misjudged the look; she wasn't appalled, she was hugely turned on and wanted to do it to me as soon as she could.Rosemary grinned wolfishly at me and kissed me with such intensity she forced me back out of the living room and against the wall of our bedroom. The old fashioned metal bed banged and rattled as Rosemary and I rolled our way around the room. Fingers. I roughly grab the back of his head and thrust my cock into his mouth. He gags initially not expecting me to push all my cock down his throat that soon. I work his mouth like a pussy, he has a great way of tightening his lips on my cock so it feels as if I'm fucking a tight asshole. I moan loudly as I bottom out in his mouth and feel his chin stubble tickling my balls. He moans at the rough facefucking I was giving him. He drools as I'm pistoning my cock in and out, the drool runs down my balls. ”‘We had no choice,’ Arlyne argues. ‘If we didn’t do anything then he would have played his hand.’“We don’t know that,” Trent disagrees.‘What other choice did we have?’ she asks. Then with a shrug, ‘I guess we could have killed him.’Trent’s face drops at the words. “I don’t even want to hear something crazy like that again. We ain’t killing anyone, understand?”‘Fine,’ she huffs. ‘Then you can’t have an objection to what I did.’“Fair enough,” he says after a long moment of starring her down. “I.