At our summer BBQ in the shared garden area we chatted about this and that the way you do at such parties. He told me he was a freelance writer and wo...ked from home. Features stuff mainly, magazines and technical journals. He spent a long time talking to Sophie, my wife, and they seemed to hit it off. I saw him around the place a few times and we nodded and smiled at each other.I’m a police officer and work what are euphemistically called unsocial hours. So, it’s not unusual for me to get home. So I tell you what is going to happen, I will walk back to my truck and take out a moving blanket and go on the other side of the truck and lay it out. Then I will get back in my truck. When I do my two friends will move up closer and park their trucks. That is when you can make your choice. You can either turn around and leave, and we won't follow you. Or you can step over to the blanket get down on your hands and knees and have a very very good time with three very well hung guys. But just so. He seemed to be so humiliated now almost as if he was finally broken, but I knew better. This guy has so much dominance in him and I loved breaking him in. I enjoy taking his control away. Toilet had no more control over his life. Little by little he was realizing this. The harder it was for him to relinquish his control the more pleasure I got from it. Bringing him here with all us girls was so much better. One of the girls got up and escorted Toilet back to his spot in the bush. ?Get. I reached and tangled my fingers in her hair holding her against me. My hips started to pump slowly, a fraction of an inch at a time. Sara maintained her suction, holding my ass and guiding me in and out. I could not stand it anymore. My body jerked and I came hard. Sara pulled me in as tight as she could and swallowed, over and over. I was dizzy and if she had not held me up I would have fallen down. Sara slid off my prick and looked up at me smiling. Still holding onto my cock, pumping it.