.. My night began at a friend's bar that I frequent on the weekends to catch up with friends and hit on tourists that come to visit my area. This was ...my plan for the night until I got an interesting text message from an older friend. This led me to an upscale restaurant in my area of town with 3 attractive women that I have met through work. All of these women were around the same age, mid 40's, and very close friends from what I gathered. I had an easy time coming to this conclusion because. .." a muffled moan as I am cut off."No!" he roars. "Not yet. Hold it."The sharpness of his denial makes me aware that I was moaning, not the woman in the music."Shh, you are doing extremely well little one. Just a while longer." His voice caresses me once again.I open my eyes without being told, and images are flowing on the screen, almost as if they were on a strobe light and each one flashes every time the light turns on.Cuffs.A couple kissing in a desperate hunger.Hands bound.Pinned up. I felt his cock swell then jerk as he dropped my legs from his shoulders. He pulled his fat cock from my pussy as he straddled my chest with that fat cock in his hand. He smacked it against my mouth telling me to suck it. I was not for sure his fat cock would even fit in my mouth as I stared at it doing nothing.The man took his hand and he slapped my face hard as he said, “I said sucking it you fucking bitch.”That slap to my face and his verbal abuse made my pussy twitch and my juices flow. I. As she put the finishing touches on dinner (blackened fish, baked potato, and salad) I noticed what appeared to be the same envelope that the man at her door had in his hands. I commented that I think I saw the envelope being delivered last night.She replied, “Oh yeah. That was Reginald. He is a friend of mine. He works with another friend of mine and I am helping him prepare his taxes.”I smiled to myself and the conversation moved on to other topics. Dinner was delicious, we finished one.