“You like to be fucked, huh, slut? Well, I’m going to fuck your mouth, bitch!” His cock was so far down my throat I couldn’t breathe un...il he pulled out the huge dick only to ram it even deeper with the next pump. Tears were pouring down my cheeks, but the pain felt so good. Just when I thought I was about to fall over the ledge into orgasm, Baldy pulled his dick out. In between the deep thrusts to my mouth I let out a disappointing moan. I wanted to be fucked… I wanted to. “Do you want to talk in private or have George join us?”“Privately, I think for now? Please, Paul,” he said sitting down and reaching for the coffee.I closed the door and sat down across from him, pouring my own cup when he was finished.“What would you like to talk about?” I asked, as we settled back into our chairs.“There’s no offense meant by this, Paul, but what I want to know is who you are and what you’re trying to do,” he said with a piercing stare.I was taken aback, and more than a. Then he turns back toward the door and goes inside.Lorena watches him until the door closes. She lingers for just a minute more before turning to go back inside her own house. Colin is probably waiting by now. It’s too bad Gary has to work today. At least he doesn’t have to work on Christmas Day though.Lorena wakes up wet. She knows instantly why. After last night she is still horny. It being Christmas morning, she is even more so. She slips a green hand over to her husband’s side of the bed. Who would I give a blowjob to?”“Me. Here’s your chance.”“You’re nuts.”“Come on, then I can fuck you in the ass while you’re wearing your clothes, and you can put on another outfit and do me again. We can have fun the next two days. Two days, Dave. We might not have this opportunity again for years.”“Henry, let’s look at this logically, ok? No.”“Since you want to give me a blowjob and I want one, that isn’t logical.”“Ok, how about this. Assuming everything you say is right, how in the world.