“Stay’ she ordered and rose up and went over and made a phone call. “Now my fuckin’ whore” she said to me as I sat there on my knees in ...ront of her, “You need to be punished for not wanting me first” Several slaps to my face followed then I watched as she went down to her bedroom and came back with a black lace teddy and a whip. “You’ll need to be ready for my black cocks when they arrive” she stated. Grabbing my hair again, she turned me around, pulled my head back and with my body. What happened? How had I gotten here? The last thing I remembered was sitting through Mr. Hargrove’s lecture on the first day of my senior year of high school. God was that man boring! I felt the little strength I had disappearing and despite my confusion and fear, I let myself begin to drift off, but something brought me back. It was a sound. Someone was sniffling. I fought to open my eyes. I succeeded eventually. There was someone standing over me, but I couldn’t focus enough the make out. So I used all the skills, tricks and techniques I had learned since first sucking off my step dad nearly 22 years earlier. God I wanted it to last forever just like it was but true to all great oral interludes, mother nature kicked in.No it wasn't Jan exploding in a unavoidable climax that ended my sucking right then, but rather her need to finally MOUTH SAMPLE HER VERY FIRST COCK AFTER NEARLY SIX LONG YEARS OF EMPTY ORAL CRAVINGS! Without any words, she simply withdrew her throbbing clitty. I was uncomfortable, and sort of wanted to leave, but I was unable to trust myself on my feet. Things were rapidly heading in a direction that a straight-laced mother of two from the suburbs was not usually seen in. The dope was doing quite a job on me, and the room was so warm and comfortable. So what if not one but two sets of women were making out right in front of me? So what if there were more drugs in the room than in all of Columbia? I didn’t feel completely like leaving. “Looks like.