He alternated between my mouth and Frank’s and finally stuck it back in Frank’s as I went lower to lick and suck on his balls. I could feel his sa...ck start to tighten and he grabbed a hold of Frank’s head and forced him to open his throat as he shot his load. He pulled back in just enough time to leave a little bit of cum on Frank’s tongue, and as he pulled out, I attacked, knocking Frank over and me straddling him, opening his mouth so that I could share the last bit of cum with him before he. He is carrying a video camera.“Robb, video this, let me know when you are ready.” He tells him.Robb has the camera up and aimed at me. It is a small sony video camera. “All set” he says.“Please state your name, and today's date into the camera.” He tells me.I look into the camera. “My name is Greg Richards. Today is Friday, August 5th, 2011.”“Do you willingly submit to me, Darren, as your master?”“Yes, I submit to you Darren as my master.” I reply into the camera.“Do you understand that. The kind of motel that has a bar across the parking lot and looks like it might charge by the hour. I had been there a few times before. We had barely gotten out of the van when a man walked up and asked if we were there for the “athletic donation”. When I answered that we were he took a long hard look at my tits and said we’re in the room at the end. Figures. You can make a lot of noise in that room and nobody hears you. I’d been in there before too.To say we walked into the room would be. She looked vaguely familiar.As he came closer to her, he saw it was Claudia, a girl he had not seen in some time but who used to babysit for him and his wife when the kids were younger.He shouted, "Claudia? It's Jakob."She jumped when he spoke to her, dropped her keys, and tried with some difficulty to focus her gaze on him."Yes it's me, Mr. Smith, how are you?" she said with a slightly slurred voice."I'm fine, however, I'm not letting you drive drunk. Either the police will get you or a car.