“What if he’s bi instead and more into you two ladies?” I challenged them.“Ooooh ... a bet! How about we make this one interesting?” Monique...interjected.“Oh, and what would the stakes be, and how we would find out the results?” I queried.“We ask him directly! Duh! That’s our Hank, so smart, but so dense at times!” Rachel needled me.“Okay, really quick, what stakes? If I win, you girls have to pose bottomless for me all day long and stay that way for me at my place all night long,” I went for. .Me: yea but it happened one day and from then there was no looking back.Hey btw you want these?? ;)Pri: brooiieee I would love to, but I want these to happen in real..Me: hw about a threesome, you me and swathi??Pri: anything my sweet brooiiieeee to have fun with my love..She kissed me and locked my lips and started running her hands through my hairs…. I was in for a shock… I broke the kiss..Me: sissy is in a hurry…..why don’t we call you gf for fun?Pri: my sweet brroiiieee you r the best..I. I can tell when you have finally succumbed to me. You are no longer resisting me and have accepted my dominance over you. I take my phone out of my pocket and start recording you. I stop now only for mere seconds to give you just enough time to catch a quick breath before plunging my cock down your throat once again. Each time going deeper and harder as I continue to verbally degrade you. Telling you how pathetic you look. Insulting you. Calling you a filthy rag. I tell you how much I. Jordan arrived promptly just before eight o'clock, and knocked on the door. "Come in please," called Tiffany. Jordan smiled and greeted Tiffany, and waved to Dee Dee and Clyda as they were seated on the sofa across from Tiffany. "Well Jordan, tomorrow's the big day," said Tiffany. "Do you think you're ready for it? Are you having any second thoughts yet?" "No way," replied Jordan. "I'll admit that I'm nervous as heck about it. But there's no way that I'm turning back, after everything I've.