Slap."God. Fuck. God. Fuck. God. Fuck."Then the shitshow had started. Oh, you thought it had already started. You would have been wrong. As Ca...leb had been pounding me and had been shouting, this must have attracted the notice of the group outside. Because when Caleb had reached up and pulled my braid, pulled it so hard my body was now almost vertical, standing naked my tits bouncing. I had noticed that the old guys with the dad bods were now starring into the kitchen, at me, at my. I am loving the feeling of being the main act in a three part event. The main purpose of John’s visit was for me to have a second man for sex, something I expect every month or so.One man wants me to blow him and the other man wants to watch and masturbate. And I want to pleasure myself by showing two men how talented I am, especially one I have not had before – and this one is hung like a horse. He has had a throbbing erection since he arrived and still has it, though I suspect he is erect for. Not because it has any particular significance to the world, but simply because it is quite the turn on to share such intimacies. It is a turn on in the same way that putting very private pictures and video's of her online was a turn on. That we never showed her face and were very careful we couldn't be identified if a loved one or close friend stumbled across our shamelessly naughty little adventures, did not diminish the thrill of it, but rather, increased it. It meant there would always be. He was perhaps seventeen years old. The boy rose from his seat and crossed over to stand beside Sandy and her Coach. Sandy's Coach placed a hand on Sandy's bare shoulder indicating that she should look up at the young man and smile. Sandy found this to be extremely difficult and humiliating. To look into the eyes of a boy practically her own age while she evacuated her bladder and bowels was utterly dehumanizing for the young blond who had been so used to having the world revolve around.