. He was fantastic.. one of the most memorable BJ's I ever gave.We left and cleaned up, he went off and I went into the dark room. And it was that....pitch black! Just feel your way around. Moaning echoed out of the room as I entered. I just listened others fucking and cumming for a little while.. very hot. I felt another man beside me and we started touching. He went down on me and starting sucking my cock. He was non stop and an amazing mouth.. to this day the best BJ I ever had from. This was all pretty nasty! I liked it, and he defiantly liked it, and right then I decided that his cum eating was going to be a regular part of our love making. After I came and we were holding each other, I asked him what he thought. He admitted the taste wasn’t great, but not too bad, but what he liked most was having me “make” him do it. He said he really liked his submissiveness and really liked my dominance. I grabbed his cock and it was partially hard again. We made love a little more. ”I tried to imagine her that way. I couldn’t.“Do you have a family? I mean, like a traditional one,” I said awkwardly.“Did I have a husband? Four, I guess. Used to be five, but one died,” she said without any real emotion. “I had six children, but they told me they were able to fix my body. They also told me to give you this.”She handed me a folded up piece of paper.Use the trigger words CULT FREEDOM and she will forget all about her children back in Idaho. They’d kill her if she tried to. My mother was raped and decided to have me, so I am a bastard. After I was born, my mother joined a religious group which preached that MAN and WOMAN were supposed to control lust. So I was taught that while sex was permitted between husband and wife, lust was forbidden. So when my husband wanted sex I lay nude but put a special heavy blanket over myself, as required by the precepts of the religion that I grew up in. The blanket was specially manufactured by the group, to be used by husbands.