" The first man slapped me with his hard dick and shoved his cockhead between my lips and into my mouth. Terrified, I began to suck on it diligently... as he held my head, and soon he had it pumping in and out to the back of my throat.They changed off and the other man forced his large meat into my mouth, and I could barely get my lips around it. I tasted the swampy liquid from his pisshole, and it was beginning to drain quite heavily as I sucked it. My humiliation was unique in my experience. But her husband stood looking at her so incredulously, his mouth gaping fish-like at the sight of her that Helen grew suddenly angry and defiant. Why did he look at her like that? How stupid he looked standing there with his briefcase wearing that same old overcoat and that hat that she hated. Was she such a stranger to him, so little a part of his life that the sight of her in his study would shock him so?"I thought I'd wait for you here," she said tersely, "since you hardly ever get to bed. Her boss was punching in the seventh digit when she reached behind her and unsnapped the hook of the bra. The cups of padded material fell away from her t!ts, painting stubby Tips toward the man behind the desk.His eyes feasted on the bare female t!t flesh, then suddenly he shook his head.“No, I’m sorry,” he mumbled into the phone. “I don’t need the police right at this minute, so I must have dialed the wrong number.”With a sigh of relief, Sharon watched him put the receiver back into its. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------The next Friday evening when I got home, Mistress said "What'll it be, my little pain bitch? Have you recovered from last weekend? Do you want some more torture? I've been saving my piss just for you--keeping it "bottled up" inside for 12 or more hours at a time so it gets really dark yellow, and tasty. Just the way you like it, eh slave?" I nodded. "This weekend, you're going to not only be my toilet, but.