And, of course, I liked getting my cock sucked, and growing my harem of once straight cocksuckers (who often text me begging to come over and serve me...).Here are just a few of the texts I have received the past month; to clarify if a cocksucker texts me something generic I insist they specify exactly what they want (I want them to understand craving cock is natural and not something to be ashamed of)AustinAre you going to be at the lab tonight? I really need a load of your cum in my. He tasted a little musty but I figured it’s a ass, it’s gonna be different. I poked a couple fingers in his hole and started to lick on his big balls. After a couple minutes of me fingering his hole and licking on his dick and balls, Cody was begging me to fuck him. My dick was begging for it also. I grabbed the bottle of lube and showered my dick and his ass. I sat on the center console and brought his ass closer to me. With his legs on my shoulders, I started pushing my cock in him. Damn was. My apartment. Noon. Basketball."Those were the only words Jimmy had left on my voicemail. It was a Sunday in March and the March Madness basketball tournament was underway. I hadn’t talked to Jimmy since I switched jobs. I hadn’t talked to Kat either. Despite their general toxicity, as well as the ticking time bomb of my short term sexual affair with Jimmy, they were my first two friends when I moved down here. I missed them and thought it would be good to see them again. Surely, if Kat. Carol thought she was ready for anything which happened. Once the handcuffs were on she had to trust Terry anyway. Her only job was to realise when he wanted her to fight back and how much.Rose observed Carol. Rose just watched. Rose felt none of Carol's pain. Rose had come into existence during Carol's childhood... between Carol's second and third BDSM sessions with her mother's lover.While Carol was naked, gagged and handcuffed on the bed, Terry had gone through the door to the bathroom and.