" Jessica smiled sadly as her girlfriend continued talking."Ever since I moved to France," Paige continued, "I haven't had a single24 hour period in w...hich I HAVEN'T been in 'Paige mode'." I know, I'm the same," Jessica sighed. "I mean, there have been timeswhen I've wanted to, but I've also been at work, so it's either put upwith a thong in my ass and a corset around my waist or get fired..." Or wear a bodysuit and a half-slip," Paige giggled. "I mean yes,obviously I love all this. Living,. Often at parties I'd lose count of how many there were and sometimes got confused as several fucked me more than once. I tried my best to record accurately how many times I'd fucked but failed miserably. My life was once again out of control.Then I met Steve that summer. He moved into Rachael's old house and I'd see him from time to time working outside. He was an assistant manager at Home Depot and worked in the lighting department. Steve was 33-years-old and was very handsome. I noticed the. He reached for his own button and undid his shorts. He lowered them and his boxers. While he was distracted with that, James grabbed a bottle of lube. He bought it in case something like this happened. It was new. He took off the foil cap and gave it to Allan. Allan was on his knees and James got on all fours in front of him. Allan looked at his ass, it was pale, firm, and tight. He took the bottle and put a little bit on his cock, already partially wet from his pre-cum. He rubbed the lube. Sometimes he would hold his cock deep into my throat, sometimes he pulls right out. This went on for a good 20 minutes. The only sounds you could hear were slurping noises from me. This was truly dick heavenThen he started to fuck my face faster and I knew my reward would be cuming soon. His grip on my head tightens, my grip on his ass cheeks tighten and I don’t know how, but his cock gets bigger and I still don’t gag. He knows I want it down my throat so he doesn’t stop he just continues his.