"Look what you've done, my pants are completely wet from the Biker seed." I called. "That needs licking clean, Anthony!" In no time I stood with my cr...tch near his mouth. Anthony lavishly licked the wet spot. Of course, that did not make it any drier. I loosened the belt from my pants and unbuttoned the fly. My 17 by 3 centimeter dick rolled out and I pushed it roughly into Anthony's open mouth. "Now it's your turn, do not stop before I've dumped my cum in your mouth, Bitch!" Anthony protested.. When I relaxed Dale went back to work, this time more focused on my asshole.As Dale worked on my ass again, he simply worked on of his big fingers around the outside of my hole for a few seconds. Then went back to stroking my cheeks. After a few seconds of that the finger would return to my hole. He'd stretch my cheeks open to expose it, then let them slap back together. Without meaning to I started to both relax and become aroused. The entire situation had put me in an extremely open mindset.. ..almost like I wasn't even there really. Then Bob said how he hadn't believed my uncle but he was very glad he had come to the poker party tonight and Joseph just kept going on and on about how gorgeous I was.By now you should know I am a sucker for compliments and having 3 married, older men fawning over me was quite a turn on. My uncle had obviously told them about our frequent playtimes so I thought I might as well ask to see what all they knew. Turns out he had shown them a few pix of me. She began with the proposition of Rafael LeTone, the degradation she felt and how she had almost succumbed to the lure of a large donation to the foundation, then the realization that LeTone was right, that despite the elegant party, beautiful dress and refined conversation, she was still prostituting herself. Then the epiphany that see could -- must say no to LeTone, to the contract and to Aaron. Then came the trip home and the discovery of Kevin with the blonde and despite it all, his.