That dress was something else. It looked like it belonged on her, it was made for her; it complemented her hair and body. She fitted it perfectly like...it was sprayed on. I couldn’t imagine that dress on anyone else; it would have been daylight robbery to have done so.The dress looked so sexy, tight-fitting, clinging where it needed. I couldn’t see any lines underneath at all and I wondered whether she did or didn’t.I wanted to find out. I desperately wanted to find out. But she was there, I was. ”“Actually, it’s not that amazing. I forgot to factor in that extra 10% you told me about before.”I just shook my head and headed on to the folk’s house.Jennifer called, telling us the furniture delivery was coming that afternoon, so Caroline and I went over to our Stockton Office to get everything in its proper place. Caroline and Jennifer hadn’t seen each other in a couple of days, so they hugged and talked until the delivery arrived.After arrival, Caroline directed the men, like a conductor. I crawled on the bed and gripped Jens hair,pulling her up and flipping her over ,she gasped as i tied the blindfold around her eyes and pulled her hands together clamping her wrists to the metal bedframe,she got to her knees giggling and saying she had been a naughty girl as she wiggled her ass in the air,i buried my face between her cheeks and sunk my tongue into her hot hole before leaving to go get John.I looked down the stairs and waved to him to come up while holiding my finger to my lips. I loved the feeling of being someones bottom, feeling their cocks deep inside me gliding in and out. They were filling me deep and deeper as their balls against mine and my cock slapping on my stomach. Thoughts about condoms? Gone. My Cock was rockhard instead.Not only because of the Dildo in my mouth, it was O-shaped. Moaning like a whore whith each thrust. As one fucked me the other watched me and laughed at me. Telling me things like " how does it feel to be gay" "you enjoy every inch of it".