I suppose that in his mind I was his bitch now. He was not about to take no for an answer. He growled and snapped at my hand. I knew I had no choice. ...I got up on my hands and knees again and started playing with his cock.He tried several times to get behind me and mount me. He seemed to be getting more demanding and I thought I might lose the battle this time. But after some careful maneuvering I managed to get him to settle for my mouth again.It actually wasn't so much a blowjob with this huge. "Do you have as much of a problem with Jessica being here, alone with me, as Theresa does?" Why do you ask?" he responded, not answering my question."Because you don't say anything about it." Not to you." So you let Theresa be the bad guy," I said, prodding him with my words."How much teeth do my words have in them?" All depends on if you're nibbling Theresa's neck at the time, or not."Tim stuttered, and then said, "That's not the kind of thing I was talking about." 'And I know it.' You can say. The sensations make me want even more of him inside me. Without letting go, he bends and takes my left nipple in his other hand. The way he's bending pulls his dick almost out of my mouth. I groan at the double sharp sensation of what he is doing to my tits, and moan at the loss of his dick from my mouth. He lets go and pushes his cock back into my mouth. Matt starts with a string of commentary again, "Fuck yeah, boy. That's good. That's my good boy. Suck your man's dick. Make your man happy.. . !"Her eyes flickered from my face to my crotch, then back to my face, and suddenly she was kissing me. I responded as best I could from my bondage. It was surreal, as this lovely, sophisticated lady devoured my mouth, her slender body and smooth belly ground against me as her improbable cock rose, rubbing slimily against mine in the pre-cum that poured from both!Then, another shock: Patricia straddled the chair arms, putting her thighs over my forearms, and settled in my lap, sinking my.