I had recently began to love sucking balls and licking asses, forced upon me by the black football players. I hadn't fucked a lot of guys but have had... a lot of fingers and in my pussy and already knew that sometimes being slightly degraded made me feel good. Lastly, I realized that It is a good thing Mr. T didn't know I like eating pussy …or he might want to do it with my bff Laura in front of him soon.As I sucked Mr. T's cock and rubbed his balls, he kept moaning and telling me "Good girl. She utilizes my bench seats to scoot right up next to me and then squeezes the thigh that is roughly bending my shaft. She notices the large mountain, which lies just below my denim jeans. In the low light of my radio I see her lick her large lips "That's a damn big dick for an old white man." Um, thanks," I say twisting in my seat uncomfortably."I mean it's… it's big," she adds quickly stuttering a bit."I suppose," I say not sure If I should be offended or not."I wasn't… Didn't mean to add. He was also wearing a collar and leash."I am Jean," he said, "here are your instructions; my wife is our mistress. We must crawl in to the living room and under no circumstances in her company, will you speak without being spoken to. You will not look at her without permission or hold your head above hers. Put the leash in your mouth like this until you are told differently."She followed him as he got on his knees and crawled down the hallway on all fours. She pictured an amazon in leather. You give me a last imploring look but then turn aroundreluctantly and walk slowly up the stairs and towards our bedroom. Inotice as I follow that your thin, very high heels have left temporaryindentations in the stair carpet. You are now standing a littleuncertainly by the bed. I turn off the overhead light, leaving only thewall lights on. The soft light is soaked up by the dark covers of thewalls and floor, and the room has a rich, mysterious atmosphere that is atthe same time stimulating.