Until later, when I got my own computer in my room.The two guys I was playing with on the game were making innuendos towards me. I went along with it ...as it always makes me feel good. I was flirting back to both of them but one caught my attention more than the other. It may be a cliché but this gentleman was the one with an accent. I hear accents all the time while playing games so I don't ever think much of it. Plus, they don't want you to treat them any differently just because of a little. "You will be eating in the kitchen from now on, let's get that sorted outbefore we start, as long as you are in service to us it would make usfeel uneasy to be eating with a maid wouldn't it?"I was too surprised to pick up on the word maid, I looked at it as herway of not wanting to say servant, or cleaner, or any other form ofdomestic worker."I understand," I said quietly and took my plate back to the kitchen, mywife refusing to even look at me."Bring us some wine too," Donna called after me,. And yet, when a guy witha much larger cock had taken his time before fucking me,I suffered no discomfort whatsoever. “You tell me when to start fucking you, my love. You callthe shots and I’ll do what you say.” I told her quietly,“I know exactly what it’s like from my own experience.”She stayed as she was for a minute or so before tellingme that she now felt okay, and that I could start byslowly fucking in and out of her.Ooooo, yesssssss.” she hissed as. I swear, I would simply stop breathing right after I saved that stupid slut." Billy is twelve, Mom" They didn't even slow down when they saw me standing there. I think they actually enjoyed having me watch. And those boys, showing off their erections to me as though they we displaying sports trophies. The nerve of those kids. Pointing them right at me, stroking them suggestively, all the while Susan is on her hands and knees, grinning like the cat that ate the canary while that monster kept.