As my hand movedacross my skin, my nails lightly grazed my skin extending out furtherthan I expected sending shivers throughout my body. I tried to pu...sh theobservation out of my mind they all the sensations seem to focustowards the destination of my hand; I had to know.Slowly, I reached where my pole should have been, only to find softsmooth skin. I whimpered a bit at my loss but soldered on. Suddenly, myhand reached an all too familiar yet foreign slit. Probing slightlyinside the rather moist. Still bound, he forced me into a kneeling position. "Clean my cock up you whore!" he commanded. I did as I was told, licking him clean from tip of his cock to his balls. I could taste his cum as well as the essence of my ass on his cock as I did so. Once I had cleaned him to his satisfaction, he removed the straps from my wrists. He sat back on the chair as I sat on the floor, not saying a word. Now I don't mind playing the slut but this was different. I felt both good and bad about. Angelica was whispering into the phone when she asked what he wanted her to do. Mark told her that she was going to have another "Girls night out" with the boys. Not to worry, they would not be going to a bar. Tom, one of his friends, had a loft with a fair amount of open space. She was to meet them there on Thursday night, at 5 pm. The address was in the older warehouse district with several buildings that had been re-purposed. She meekly told him that she would be there. She had no choice in. There was a bench seat for him to sit on while he worked on my hard cock. After a while, I pulled him up by his huge arms and kissed him deeply. Then I turned us around so that I could sit on the bench and have a go at his cock that he had now taken out of his trousers. It was huge, almost eight inches long as mine…I sucked him for a while, enjoying his girth almost making me gag.Then he turned around and spread his butt cheeks. I was still sitting on the bench, so he lowered his stretched anus.