I hadn't been to a glory hole in over a year with a friend of mine. I found one that was only a few blocks away so I decided to go check it out. I ...had packed a pair of my wife's panties with me and a garter belt and fishnet stockings so I decided to put them on under my dress slacks and a white t-shirt. I walked down the street and found the place across the road. I went in and it was a normal porn shop so I looked around at some of the merchandise and kind of got a feel of how it worked. When you’ve had enough just say “red” and we’re done, no questions asked okay?” I wanted to tell her that so she would feel totally safe and she could relax.“Quiet, I’m tying to get gang-banged here and you’re killing the mood!” she said.I continued to whack off in her face, slapping her tongue and occasionally shoving it into her open mouth and letting her suck on it for a few seconds. I guess I was whacking pretty hard because suddenly I sprayed her face with pre-cum but it was a lot for just. I wished he would just get to it. “Damm you fuckin stink fag boi” I just kinda grinned a bit, and then Ron tapped me on the head with the gun. “Get the fuck out” I opened the door, now shaking from real fear. I figure he was gonna drop me right there, and then take off. As I'm standing by the car he demands I stand at attention, and close the door. I did as he told, and he came out of the car on his side. “If you fucking flinch I'll put a bullet in your chest---you got me fag boi”? “I got ya” I. She then led me, tool in hand, to her spare room where she did the massages, occasionally brushing me against the soft leather of her skirt.Once inside her room (very nice, tastefully decorated with candles, music, and a queen-sized bed) she began to undress me and hang up my clothes. She instructed me to stand still and let her do it. As she removed my pants (leaving my boxers on) she stopped to give me a few teasing caresses and admire how aroused I was. Once undressed she sat on the foot of.