"WTF? What the hell is she talking about?" My heart started racing withdread. Anticipation?Sandra placed a bottle on the floor and spun it. I was shoc...ed to noticethat everyone there wanted to play. The bottle pointed to some one Ididn't know. Sandra lead me over to him and said "Kneel down Sissy!" Itried to struggle but I was forced down on my knees in front of him.This has to be a joke I thought. I wonder how far they will go?As I was thinking this I felt the gag being removed and as it. The ancient PC took a few minutes longer than usual to flicker into life; the fan working overtime to clear two weeks’ worth of dust.There was a firm knock on the door. There was still twenty minutes before my first scheduled appointment with Duncan, the kleptomaniac pensioner.“Come in,” I said, unwrapping my woollen scarf and pushing it to one side.It was Frank, my supervisor, looking a few pounds heavier than when I had last seen him, and wearing a garish royal blue jumper that presumably he. With a mischievious grin, I guided the engorged head of my cock to brush against her lips. Her initial surprise at the touch of my soft tip grazing against her lips was quickly overcome with a playful giggle, then Grace smiled seductively and flicked the tip of her tongue out against my cock-head and purred, "Mmmmmm, my favorite guest". Her smile widened as she wrapped a hand around my thick shaft and pressed hers lips against my cock with a welcoming kiss, feeling me throb and twitch for her. Honey’s cock was simultaneously, beautiful, exciting and fascinating. It was rock hard and erect, and on the very tip, the eye was oozing a drop of pre-cum. With thumb and forefinger I gently held her cock and slowly pulled the skin back. Honey groaned. This was the most beautiful helmet I had ever seen. I leaned forward and Honey pushed her groin towards me. The helmet parted my lips and I tasted the sweet cum. She pushed it further and further in till my lips passed the back edge of her glans.