His messages had me mesmerised. "When is a good time for me to come?" he asked me, "I want to piss in your face and fuck your throat," he wrote.I wrot...e back unconvincingly that I wouldn't. "You're fooling yourself bitch," he replied, "you're fucking gagging to lick my balls and suck my ass before I fuck the shit out of you."I knew that it was true, and I simply wrote the one line, "any Saturday." That's more like it cunt," he wrote. "Can you get to the motel Hi-point sometime after lunch?"I. The room was, like the rest of the apartment, carpeted in a dark cream color and Evan had placed darker colored area rugs around. The decorating reminded Cat of her own. The furniture was all dark cherry stained or black iron. The curtains were light, but plantation blinds kept all unwanted light at bay. Black and white photographs and art prints hung in glass or black frames. The bedding looked lush and welcoming. It was primarily dark red, with layers of black and cream. Evan carried Cat to. “Is it a big vibrator?” Alison asked. “Something that will stretch out her whore-cunt and then make her explode?”“Nope.”“Anal beads? Do you want to shove them up her ass and then watch them pop out?”“You know about anal beads?” I asked in surprise.She shuddered behind me. I imagined her face going crimson with her blush. Her arms tightened around me. “I ... I imagined you using them on me. When masturbating. I ... I heard about them from a friend, and they made me so wet thinking about you. When his hot mouth enveloped my clit I exploded and I was a bit embarrassed how wet I became, I swear I almost drowned him, but he didn’t seem to mind at all and he just kept working his tongue inside me. After I came a second time he pulled out his cock while I regained my composure. I had another small panic attack when I saw his penis and the voice inside my head told me it still wasn’t too late to back out. I didn’t though, and when he Pushed it towards my face I opened my mouth wide and.