It all starts one day when I get a phone call from a man by the name of John. He calls me up asking me to come over and help him fix his boat. He says...he will pay me five hundred if I can get it running before their trip to the lake this coming weekend. So I say, "Well why not? I can use the money." So I go get in my piece of crap S-10 and head to his place. He lives about two miles from town. As I'm driving just out of the city limits I get a text from John saying - we're gonna be working. I saw his eyes close in pleasure when my fingers slid securely along his shaft. I bent my head to kiss his lips gently. I loved toy's lips, so perfectly formed and kissable. Surely they would be good for other uses like the ass kissing he now owed me. I looped the pink cord around under his balls and twisted the rope together between two fingers folding it into a cinch. I grabbed the cord with my other hand and took my mouth away from his as I tightened the cord around his cock and behind his. While they were training my throat they were not by any means ignoring my backside. They must have had a dozen butt plugs. Each one a little wider and a little longer. and they ALL vibrated. Apparently after all of the butt plugs were inserted and they felt I was stretched open enough the showed mr a very large dildo. They polnted out the threads on the end. Told me this monster is going to be screwed to a fucking machine. And it will be fucking you the whole time you are sucking all of the. Michelle looked apprehensively, feeling like she didn’t belong. Brian took hold her hand and squeezed it reassuringly, telling her not to worry.They were shown to a table near the stage, where a waitress in silk lingerie immediately appeared. Brian asked for the house champagne without bothering to read the list. The girl smiled and turned away. Michelle picked up the drinks menu and gasped when she saw that there was not a single bottle of wine for less than £100. Brian laughed.“Don’t worry,.