Christy smiled as she told me, “He said, don’t you remember the other day when I told you that you will be nude every time that you are in this ro...om.”“What did you say, babe?” I asked.“I told him that I didn’t remember that and he said, I told you that you will be nude every time that you come in here and that I am in total control of you when you enter this room.”“What did you do babe?” I asked.“I apologized and took my dress off and handed it to him, Steve,” she smiled, “Then I asked,. My husband was so small and honestly, I hated giving blow jobs. The taste, the way it made my jaw sore, the hair; all of it just made me mad when my husband asked me for one. However; being forced to give this man, this monster one and I could not refuse. Guilt was now assaulting my mind as the head of his cock started to push pass my lips and fill my mouth. I could not open my mouth very wide. I may be a fat girl, but my genes where suppose to be of a petite girl. I am not very tall, only. My husband is very understanding of this fantasy. During the summer months, a major festival happens in our home town and thousands of people pour into the city. It is a carnival type atmosphere. With warm nights, many people are out on the streets walking to and from the outdoor activities.On one such night, I had enticed Tony onto our front porch for a little lovemaking. It was after midnight, a warm breeze was blowing as I knelt on the tile floor of the porch to take his cock into my mouth.. Kevin dropped his bag in the corner, and then he was behind me with arms wrapped around me, a breast in each hand, pulling me into him. My pussy was already wet, but I loved the way that he roughly squeezed my tits, and I could feel the dampness spreading into my panties. I leaned my head back onto his shoulder, and turned toward him, wanting to taste his lips. Our tongues played across each other. I turned in his arms so that we faced each other, and pulled Kevin toward me, our lips crushing.