"I inch forward until fringe tickles the tops of my feet. "Martin?" Balancing on one foot, I curl my toes under and brush them clumsily over the cushi...on. It's soft and plush, velvet-like. "Should I really sit on this? I mean, I'm naked, and..." It washes." His tone is still soft, but there's a thread of steel in it that brooks no disobedience. "Sit, please."Awkward, I lurch forward and rock back as instructed. By the time I'm seated tailor-fashion, lush fabric tickling my ass and balls, Martin. Tony's mouth came off my cock at the sound."Yeah, take it, boy!"My cock sprung up and be began sucking me. His blowjob was as wet and wild as the ass fucking he was giving me. The whole thing was quite amazing. Over whelming, actually. I'd never received so much stimulation before. The dildo was plunging into the depths of my ass. I was aware of it prodding that something inside that produced an intense urge, or sensation, again in my penis. I could only imagine it was my prostate. The dildo. ..all week. Simone had bumped into thingsrepeatedly trying to bring Max and Kyra their meals, and of course was punishedviciously "We get around fine like this, what the hell's wrong with you,Toilet-Girl?" Kyra had asked Simone that weekend mockingly. Simone had been called that because she'd nearly stumbled in the bathroomand doused her hair in the toilet. Then Max had held Simone's face underwaterin a shit filled bowl, beautiful formerly dominant Simone, who had nearly threemillion dollars. I rapidly replied. My cock was embarrassingly hard and sticking straight up. I crawled onto the bed. She had her legs apart. I leaned over and kissed her pussy through her panties. Leaning back, I grabbed the top of her panties. She arched her back, so I could pull them off her. Running my fingers down her legs as I did so. Now we were both stark naked, I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. Had I died and gone to heaven? This was getting more than I could bear. I had to have her.My brain finally.