I can feel each massiveshot blasting against the back of my throat. It's like swallowing a gardenhose on full force. I'm gasping and flailing like a d...rowning man, but mymouth keeps filling as the dogjiz runs in rivers from the edges of my lips.My fear makes me tighten up, squeezing down on the Dane's dick. Fuck, thatmakes him happy.Every man and b**st in the room--and probably every one in a ten mileradius--is hard as steel. The catcalls and whistles subside and a chantstarts in the crowd. It. I was thinking OK, now I have to wait until he leaves or they may leave together. That means I won’t get sex until later, my plans ruined. He closed the door behind them. Jen thanked him for accompanying her to the room.His reply was “Oh it's ok Jennifer, thank you for listening to my problems. Its so hard to get over my ex. I always think about him.”Jen sat on the edge of the bed, took her birth control pill from the coat and swallowed it.She spoke saying ”No problem, I enjoy the company of. Plus, Aaron enjoys making girls happy, and I enjoy letting him and watching him. So, would you be nice enough to let Aaron do that for you? For a friend?”Emma looked back to me. Suddenly, in three sentences, it had gone from an offer of oral sex to asking her to do us a favor and allow me to pleasure her. Really, how could she refuse a friend a favor like that?She didn’t cave quite that easily but she was obviously mulling it over and I knew it wouldn’t take much more convincing to sway. "I am going to have some fun with turning you into a sex slave, I can see that already." Greg informed Julie. The pull on the collar chain almost made her fall but she regained her poise and followed as best she could. His words stung her and she forgot his earlier threat when she protested. "I am not going to be your sex slave or anyone else's, you fucking bastard. I am Julie Jones! I'm not a slave and you better get that through your thick head, you fucking dick!!!" Hearing Julie's.