I'm in deep shit now. I'll bet they planted a bug in my place, after all, and he knows what we talked about that evening.At quitting time, no sooner h...ad I left the building than I was corralled by Wendy. "Sandra," was her one-word offering. She led me over to a old, dented car with an idling engine parked along the curb, and motioned for me to get inside. I was surprised to see Sandra in the driver's seat."This is your car?" I asked Sandra."It gets me from point A to point B," she laughed. "And. I keep expecting to gag, but I don't. He was right, apparently I am a natural cock sucker.I have to admit to myself that it is a real turn on. I'm not sure if it's him, the situation of being helpless, or that I have a taste for cock after all. All three? I don't know and at that moment I don't care. I do get into it. I start to really go at his cock. After a few minutes I realize that his hands aren't guiding me to suck him anymore, and that I am doing it all myself. I look up at him and he. Nearby, Diane squirmed on the sofa, Heather's face buried between her legs. Her head lolled to one side against the cushion, her eyes closed. Soft sighs and tiny gasps issued from between parted lips. Her legs were spread wide, and her thigh muscles tensed as she climbed. Heather shivered, her knees sliding apart, her pussy glistening and dripping onto the carpet.Jason smelled the musky scent of female arousal with every breath, mingled with some of the heady aroma of his own perspiration.. It was decently thick, not overly thick but not skinny by any means.His balls hung pretty low, and were clean of hair. In fact, he trimmed everything nice and neat. He moved his hand up and down his long shaft, making his large balls bounce a bit with each stroke. When he looked over he caught me still somewhat staring at his cock while he jacked it off and just smiled, then focused back on the video.I took key and also stood up and got naked. My cock was a solid 7 inches, and a bit thicker.