‘Now masturbate yourself Jess’. This was the mystery voice again ‘We want to see you cum for us. There’s a good girl’. My hands were freed a...d I reached down between my thighs. It felt different this time. I wasn’t giving one guy a private show. I was doing what I was told, touching myself for a room full of men, most of them much older than me, my breasts straining against the tight nipple clamps, my eyes blindfolded. I began to slide two fingers in and out of my throbbing pussy. I was so wet.. Helge was a statuesque Viking lass about 5 feet 10 tall with big tits, shapely ass and legs that went on forever and eyes as blue as the ocean. She could easily have worked as a model glamour or made a fortune as a porn star. She made no secret that she was married to an english man, but he worked long hours and she rarely saw him as he had to travel all around Europe with his job. For the first few weeks we worked together we just chatted on the rare occasion the phones weren,t ringing, Helge. That weekend the only time he left my side was to get us something to eat. Then coming back he would spread the food all over his body and I would lick and suck it off of him. Cliff screwed me raw that weekend and he had shoved that cock of his down my throat so often my throat was numb and I could hardly talk. I was sure that he cared for me. As Cliff dressed that Monday morning for work I told him that I loved him. Suddenly he was furious and bending down pulled me out of bed and began. Her relationship with David could almost be seen as bigamous, but her husband quickly got into the married rut. That would never happen with David.Some things he hasn't gone into as deeply as he could have, as it became complicated. David does not like this defining of family positions in a multi-tiered set of hierarchical levels. My women seem to have a deep down need to place their siblings and companions, each other, into pigeonholes, or caste classifications. He, personally thinks of his.