Pulling my stiff cock from his gaping hole i'd force him down on his knees into a prayer position,take his face in my hand n tilt his head back slight...y then wipe my come/shit stained penis across his face,around his mouth n lips leaving a slick shiny trail behind it from my precome.He turns his head trying to move his mouth to meet my cock n i can tell he wants his mouth full but i tell him its a mortal sin,that he's a weak sinner,that god hates a little sissybox n the tears stream down his. I did not feel like cooking or servicing food and snacks to my boyfriend and his cohorts as they watched Sunday football.. I was busy in my room playing with my pussy lips and fantasizing about all my boyfriends friends as I was giving each one of them some head...I desired their huge cocks penetrating and mouth fucking me as my boyfriend, tied up, watched..I wanted to see his hard woody soar, as I was gagging down a juicy cock...There were four cocks in the other room, each one of them,. . his fingers now were resting firmly on my pussy... he slowly moved them back and forth across my now slightly wet nylon-covered cunt. Then perhaps realizing that we were in public, he quickly jerked his hand back. That’s okay, I said, you didn’t have to stop. What’s your name by the way? Brad, he answered. What is yours? Aysia, I responded. That’s a lovely name. And I must say everything about you is lovely. Look Brad, why don’t you come by my place after work? Would you like that? I’d love. Did she really want to have sex with me? Was that why she was unhappy with Stan? Ok, he was an arsehole but had he come to realise she wasn’t really into him?“Come on Amy. You need to take a nice hot shower and get into bed” I said. She smiled. “I would love a shower with you Sal” she said “don’t make me beg. I want you darling”. I felt my pussy tingle. After my time with that couple I knew I had enjoyed myself. But talking advantage of my very drunk friend was a different matter. “No honey, go.