?You are going to have sex with men tonight? Princess Gurley say.I freeze first, then I nods slowly. Princess Gurley unclips the clips on my tongue an...d I flex it. Begging forgiveness with my eyes, face turn red from the humiliation of having sex with men.?Permission to speak, slave.? Princess Gurley says softly.?Princess Gurley, this slave willing to accept any punishment from Princess Gurley, and? and???And what? Slave. ?Princess Gurley barks impatiently.??This slave is not gay, and this slave. "I think we've proven that I don't need the bikini to seduce you properly," she laughed. "I can start to get more comfy."Her hair tumbled all around her shoulders. Scott's eyes widened at the sight of the thin, red bikini top she wore beneath the shirt, in place of a bra. The bikini was a pair of impossibly small fabric triangles, with thin spaghetti straps around her neck and back. Scott wasn't sure how this tiny swimsuit contained the massive heft of Shelly's boobs. Her arousal, too, was. I could not get down from this sexy high and decided to get up and go on the computer and just keep my mind busy.It didn't take long before I found sex sites that shocked and mesmerized me with lewd sexual scenes of girls doing everything to men and women. I stared at the screen thinking that this was what my husband really wanted. Wanton, perverted women. I clicked through some of the screens finding more pictures and videos of girls sucking and fucking in many assorted ways and was surprised. My breath was racing and my heart was pounding as I waited for his response. It seemed like ages before he answered, but when he did, my heart nearly jumped out of my chest. He was more than eager. However, he suggested rather than meet at a bar, we meet at his place. that was fine with me so we set a time for monday night. we then had a nice long sexy chat about our upcoming rondevous. I spend the weekend almost breathless with anticipation. It was all I could think about. The weekend.