“Just a Shirley Temple. You?”“So wait, does that mean you’re a virgin?”I laughed. “Not in the slightest!”He laughed, too. “Good, becau...e I would have wondered how a beautiful woman like you went so long without.” The elevator dinged. “Mine was just a Sprite.”We stepped in and he pushed the button for his floor. I tilted my head as I looked at him. “No alcohol, either?”He looked ashamed and scratched the side of his head. “Well, I don’t really drink all that much. I prefer to be sober if I’m. ...I had been chatting to Caitlin a lot about Eduardo meeting up with a guy called Roberto, for amazing, fantastic sex. He felt a little guilty about enjoying himself so much without her. And so, Caitlin had come up with this fantasy wherein she punished him for enjoying himself.This idea excited myself and Emile so we got her to elaborate on her ideas for Eduardo with us.The fantasy involved her cuckolding him whilst he was tied to the bed, with them fucking on top of him, whilst he was. The cock gets harder, he feels the thrusting increase more passionately, and the cum squirts down his throat, filling his mouth, covering his tongue. He is made to clean off all the cum off the cock, he has never had it before, but now has a taste and now wants more. He realizes that he has been concentrated so much on the men taking him, he has lost scent of where she has gone, is she there? Is she watching? The man fucking him from behind cums with a great explosion, he can feel his cum. And she was about to do it for a third and final time.The door creaked open as she stood there, fiddling with her thumbs. She wore a long, dark blue dress and a dark hijab. Perfect for sneaking. Khadra looked into the darkness and could see Daniel’s welcoming blue eyes. And then his sweet smile.“You made it,” he whispered. “I’m so happy to see you. Come in.” He waved her in like it was normal for a married wife to visit him at the witching hour. He wore plaid pajamas and no socks. His bare toes.