Both companies were doing so well that, if the double-digit increases in sales continued, the companies would be rated as mid-cap companies in the nea... future.Trish did change the flights she worked on to give her a layover in Chicago. Twice she called Mark when she landed in Chicago and he showed her the city. No matter where she was, in restaurants, walking on Michigan Ave or walking on Rush Street, she drew the eyes of admirers as a man magnet. A photographer approached her about being a. " he moaned as he continued pumping any essence of masculinity I may have had in me. I was his bitch and I wanted him in me. I wanted to feel his hot cum burn my insides like a real woman would feel. My pathetic excuse of a penis was nothing more than an oversize clit, and my ass was his pussy to use as he pleased. By now I turned over and demanded that he fuck me while facing me. "Talk to me like I'm your slut now! I said to him. "Talk to me in ways that you never talk to that prude bitch you. Automatically, she began to suck on it. Dan pulled her head away, and slapped her face."Did I tell you to suck it yet?" he barked."No Sir," she replied meekly. She was breathing heavily now, obviously aroused by his treatment of her."Just tell me whose slut you are now." I'm your slut Dan, and whore to anyone else you order me. I promise to do anything you tell me, and do anything in bed for you and your friends." That's better. And what about your husband?" He is unimportant now, if you tell. That didn't make me gay. It just made me...a cocksucker.I had been caught by Jake, a guy from work, jerking to gay blowjob porn. He'd forced me to suck his cock. Well, at first, I had been forced. I had been fantasizing about sucking cock for a while and Jake forcing his long thick cock on me had been a literal dream come true. From there, I'd sucked him many times. I'd sucked several of his friends too. Jake and I had organized poker games where I had sucked off all the men after "losing"..