I remember seeing the other dogs, and could not helpbut look between their legs; their cocks emerging fromtheir sheathes. Red, pointy cocks, twitching... as if inanticipation. I tried to think of something else.Anything. But I could feel it building in me. My hipsarched, involuntarily rolling, bucking back to meet hisjackhammer thrusts. My toes curled in the air, my cunnymuscles clasping, tightening around him. Squeezing. Ibit my lip and closed my eyes. Something new. Weird. I could feel something. I sipped on my water trying not to make eye contact. I was reduced to a shy teenager with a raging hard on. She started talking to me and asking questions about her son and school. Then came the question I was dreading.“Liam do you have a girlfriend?”I blushed looking away from her.“No. There is this woman I really like but she hardly knows I exist.”She looked at me and smiled.“Hardly knows you exist? Such a handsome man like you? If I were closer to your age I would chase after a cute boy like. I tried to explain to my wife that I not so sure what she and my secretary were talking about. There would be no time for questions or explanations that night. She said “quiet," turned her back to me and looked directly at my secretary. My wife said to her in a stern and commanding voice “now it’s your turn to undress him with your eyes."Since I had been sleeping in just my boxers and wife beater t-shirt there wasn’t much clothing for her to undress me with. I felt the t-shirt coming up and. Back out.All in th way... now ...all the way out.... Say thank you he instructs me....Thank you for allowing me to service your bbc........Repeat it...over & over ... say it again he demands.Your pace gradually quickens. You begin using your cock like a weapon, forcing it down into my throat with every thrust. You pull my head back so that my throat is perfectly aligned with your cock, a straight conduit from my mouth to my stomach. Satisfied with this arrangement, you drive your hips forward,.