My nerve almost failed me again but suddenly I heard the lock turn and then the door opened, just enough for me to slide in. Matt looked younger than... his photos and I was surprised to discover he was only wearing a polo shirt and white trunk briefs. He ushered me into the lounge and flicked the DVD player on – the film showed a man chained to a post with duct tape over his mouth. I stood there frozen to the spot with nerves but he smiled, dropped the remote on the chair and walked up to me. She asked if I wanted a blowjob and I just layed on my back and said yes. She straddled my legs doggie style and began to lick my huge cock. It felt so go because my wife gives a great blowjob because she actually enjoys sucking on a cock.As she straddled me with her ass and pussy up in the air I noticed a few guys gathering about 30 feet away so they could watch. That really turned me on because I was loving the fact that 5 men were stroking their cocks looking at my wife's pussy and ass. I. " Beall gave Wainright a crooked grin as he stood and pushed back his chair."Nolan's usually around the Angler's Tavern down there near the river, know the place?" Yep. Thanks. I'll let you know if I hear anything useful."Another customer pointed Nolan out to Alexander Beall. The man was sitting slumped over at a small table with his head down on his folded arms. Beall sat and put his pewter mug of brown ale down a little harder than he had to.Jamey Nolan raised his head and opened one eye."Mr.. I doused myself in the last of and putmy paws to better use. One went to my pussy and rubbed around it, softlittle circles. The other to my nice big titties doing the same. I musthave rolled around for hours before I blacked out.When I came to I noticed a cute boy staring down at me. I promptlystarted purring. "Hey, uh, you, um, are you real?!" he spat out. "Imean, you're a. I've seen, um, stories with female human cats... but...you're..." he stammered as I wondered why he wasn't fucking me..