I was shocked and said I wasn't going but my husband said if I refused he could well be in trouble. We were both scared as you hear stories and I was...on the verge of tears. My husband tried to be positive and say its only a dinner and it would be ok . I knew what could happen to him if I didn't and secretly hoped he was right, so reluctantly I agreed and got into the waiting car.When I arrived a was shown into the house and I was met by him he was I guess in his 50s. he was a huge man well. When i entered her room, she told me to sit and asked: do you know why have i brought you in here. I said No, I don’t know. She told me that, she called me because of a sexual harassment issue reported against me. I was really shocked when i heard this and started worrying. In a more rougher tone she told me there were more than couple of instances she got this complaint and it was upsetting and disturbing.She then said about the ass grope and my other naughty hobbies like stare-ing at Jishna’s. As soon as he was in my mouth the room began to fill up again, men pressing in close with their cocks out, just hoping id reach out and grab or suck theirs too. Not forgetting about Charles on my other side I turned and pulled his cock out and sucked him too, going back and forth between him and the bouncer. Eventually the bouncer said we were all blocking the doorway and asked to move to the middle of the room. I was still surprised when he came with us, and I continued to suck his cock now. I was cumming over and over, my hot cunny milking his shaft, so eager for his jizz to fire into me.Then he erupted into me. I had one moment of utter joy as I felt my big brother breeding me.And then President Carver caught us.“Clint, Alicia,” he growled, his voice a deep, rumbling menace, “come with me.”He had trembled over us, his face molted red with such a deep anger at us. My lusts had wilted as I climbed off my brother's cock. His cum leaked out of my cunny, soaking my tights. I had a.