I am sure you will enjoy it, if... IF... you let yourself. You will have to forget your long held thoughts on this and just enjoy the pleasures of mul...iple cocks in you."I told him, "Robert please don't make me do this... please. I beg of you." He told me he wouldn't dream of forcing me to do it. I had the right to refuse and if I asked he would take me home immediately. But if I did, I wouldn't ever get another inch of his cock again! I looked at him and told him I couldn't believe he was. Sir noticed that she was starting to sniff. He withdrew completely from Marta’s cunt, and moved off the bed. Marta screamed in frustration, pulling on the bedclothes, but afraid to move in case Sir should choose not to re-enter her.He stepped off the bed, moved behind Sammi, and said, “I’m going to take the ball gag out of your mouth, but you have to promise not to speak unless I allow it, okay?”Sammi, who was so frustrated that she almost didn’t care, nodded.Sir quickly undid the fastenings of. We were poor and I married my late father’s friend Ashok, a rich businessman who was old enough to be my father. I worked for him as his secretary and he seduced me to fuck him.He wanted to marry me. My brother objected to my marriage but I told him that I loved my little brother and that my marriage was a compromise only. In less than one year my husband died. In fact my oversexed pussy killed him. I would tire him sexually and still ask for more cock. He felt helpless. I would humiliate him,”. And then there was the little problem of not knowing if we had a relationship at all. A quick screw in the corner hardly counted as ‘dating.’ I heard Robby walking toward the dressing room. Looking up, I tried to catch his eye, thinking that had to be safe now that Mom and Dad were in their bedroom. He didn’t even look up—just walked past. It’s probably for the best, I silently agreed. Don’t risk it. He shut the door behind him. I spit into the sink, wiped my mouth, and walked deliberately,.