"Once every few months I will bring it up, to rattle his man cage. It makes him want to do something nice or take me on vacation. So it is worth it in... the end." I shook my head. The last time Stan and I went on vacation we ended up with Jack. Not that it was something I regretted, but it wasn't something I wanted to repeat. "Think about it," Alice said as she turned around. "What are you getting out of holding out?" Alice was right as usual. I was getting frustrated, and Stan was getting. I only play safe, so put on a condom and asked her husband if he was sure it was okay. He said, "Don't ask me, ask her." She was biting her lip and thrusting up and down, and guided my cock to her clit and rubbed herself with the head before sliding it in. She was looser than I like (I'm used to skinny gals) but still nicely hot and juicy. She was moaning as I slowly went further and further in with each progressive thrust, and she began thrusting with me. While she was on her back her hubby. Not acting like a pouting bitch.”“Sorry, Mistress.” She took a deep breath, forcing a smile on her lips. “I am so hungry to eat your pussy this morning.”I could see it in her eyes. She meant it. And there was something like...relief. Like by forcing her to say it, she could pretend she really wasn't a lesbian. Just forced to follow my orders. And that irked me. I wanted her to admit that she was gay like me. To embrace this instead of fighting it.Damn. What more did I have to do?And then I. " Yes." You are a living pile of shit Jim." Yes mam."I sank to the lowest level I had ever experienced....nothing could describe my consummate shame and degradation.Dr. Samantha pulled on my swollen balls and massaged my prostate gland expertly.Dr. Emily leaned in and held my nose closed. "Masturbate and ejaculate now Jim."I began to move my hand rapidly as Dr. La Chote spoke to me, and Dr. Samantha's overpowering ministrations forced me over the edge very soon. I was gasping for breath as I.