As I waited, for a second, I thought over what was happening to me, as well, the worry that if the people, in my house, come to know about this matter... I would not only lose my girlfriend but my innocent image (LOL) at home. Nonetheless, I was desperate, hurt and broken from my girlfriend’s frequent and violent fights over trivial matters, which somehow got big at the end – I just needed to feel guilty enough to face and forgive her.Suddenly, when all these thoughts brushed through my mind, I. ”“Oh, yes, yes, yes she does!” gasped Bryana, cumming hard on the cute kitten’s mouth. “Oh, twerp, let’s sixty-nine! I want to lick your tasty cunt!”“Yum!” Chloe moaned.“And I want you to work that tight asshole up and down my dick,” I said, moving to the chair to watch Mr. Quick enjoy his blowjob. And so he could also watch his wife’s asshole engulf my cock. “You ever slipped it up her ass.”“Never even asked,” he said. “Well, she’s yours right now. Enjoy her. Maybe if she ever comes back to. When I got to work that night I was exhausted. I also stopped by the bar again and spent time cementing my new friendship with the bartender. He asked me if I might be interested in a "special" show that they were doing in the bar on Saturday for selected clients. I told him what kind of show and he said, "a sexy one!" Naturally, I told him I was very interested.Jane was becoming increasingly withdrawn as the weekend neared. She was quiet and a little jumpy. I know that part of the problem was. He grabbed my face, holding my chin to face up toward him."When I give you an order bitch, I expect you to obey. We own you fag.You're a piece of shit fag, born to serve real men, and so you do exactlywhat we say when we say. Understood fag?"I nodded, and could feel myself shaking. He slapped my face again. "Gooddog. Now lets try again".I arched my back and pushed my ass up getting in perfect position. He setup the camera and gave the signal and this time I didn't hesitate. Ilooked.