That indication was enough for me, I sat on the floor, she sat on my lap. She again put her hand inside my pant and I started rubbing her crouch over ...her trouser using one hand and other hand was over her breast and was pressing and paying with it. We did all these for about 15 – 20 minute and then realized that our clothes are being dried off.So, we decided to get wet again. This time, we went to the bath. Before getting inside the bath area, she removed my shirt and vest and then her hand. Your body is trembling as I take the knife and cut the straps on the nighty you're wearing, laughing as I watch the fear in your eyes and your body shaking uncontrollably." I knew you were a little slut, not wearing any underwear, you wanted this to happen didn't you slut" I say.You look defiantly at me and whisper " fucking bastard" Now what did I tell you, I'm going to silence you"I take off my clothes and you see my hard cock spring from my pants, I crawl up beside you and grab your hair. In a few moments, I was ready to continue sucking on her. Thistime, when she hit the back of my throat I didn't gag or cough. It feltoddly good having her spongy cock head hit my windpipe.As I was enjoying Jessica's cock, I felt my ass cheeks being separatedand Sue's tongue appeared, rimming my hole. Ordinarily, I wouldn'treally be into that, but I was in heaven looking up at Jessica's B cupbreasts, now free of the bra, and the feel of her cock deep in my mouth.Sue's hands were also working. I met Tyrone online on a great gay hook up site several weeks before. He was in his mid-twenties (I was 36 at the time of writing this), about 5'9”tall, a little on the chubby side, with brown hair and beard. I had exposed my slutty side to him on chat and email. I told him that I wanted to be made his girl, bitch and slut and be used by him and his other big cock friend's. I had been made a bitch and slut of several other gents in the past. I sent him sexy photos of myself. He sent me photos.