It seemed like I was covered in it, it was dripping off my chin onto my tits, some was in my hair and I could feel it was hot. Paul then said, “Rub... it into your tits and face. You tart, and then lick your fingers clean.” I did this with relish, revelling in the salty taste of their spunk, it had never tasted this good before. I had turned into a wanton whore, willing to do whatever they asked, never had I been this uninhibited before and it felt so good. My whole body had felt so full with. So while they're still in the living room I dig through our closet and get out the victim: A beautiful 4 inch, Nine West, black leather round toe heel(Yeah I gave the brand and type of heel, gotta make a story great with details)but anyways they are brand new too with that new heel scent. Right out of the box. I pull down my pants and boxers and those heels met my cock. They felt so amazing. Well, as I was fucking my girlfriends heel I hear her mom talking and hear her getting close to our. I jumped out of my skin,and saw there was a small speaker next to the door.i sat for a second then the the voice said hurry up and leave your clothes there.i got up and did as he said ,i was so excited as i walked up the stairs and as i got to the door i put my hand on the handle turned it slowely and entered .to my horror freds brother dave was sat on the bed naked,oh shit i am so sorry i said wrong bedroom .no it isnt he replied,come in ian and shut the door.i did as he asked and stood in. One day, a neighbor recognized me and came to tell me. Initially, I was a little scared and I fucked with him to keep the secret. But it madly excited me and I asked him to talk about it and showed my photos and videos to others. I spoke to my husband who was immediately ok. So, others came to tell me that they knew about me and that they also wanted to fuck me in exchange for their silence. Except that I did not want their silence, on the contrary. With time, they allowed themselves to come.