Putting heads together, she whispered to Kate, “I’ve got a live one for you.”Kate whispered back, “It’s my period. Nothing but blow jobs, re...ember?”“No sweat, this guy just wants to look at your tits.”“Okay,” finished Kate.They two stood up, and Jennifer led the way back into the sitting room.Debby was sitting as before on the bar stool, legs spread, cunt and tits exposed. The customer looked up from her body as Jennifer reentered, with Kate. Now he stared at Kate, and Kate was worth staring. It wasn't hard to find what she needed. Restraining herself from buying the larger ones was. She decided on one. The size and width looked perfect. It also came with a vibrating bullet that would rest against her clit. She put it in for two day shipping.That was phase one off her plan.She knew John's work hours. That was easy. She organized with her boss to switch one of her shifts so it coincided with John’s day off. It was also the day; John normally had the apartment to himself. His. What a sight it must have been me dressedas I was, my shorts down around my knees, bound over a desk gagged andbeing fucked by this man! "You sure have... have a nice... tight pussy... slut!" Master says as Ifeel his cock spasm inside me and deposit his cum in me. His cock twitches several more times, each time depositing yet more cuminto me. A new round of sobs overcomes me as I realize what I havebecome. Finally I feel Master's shrinking cock slip out of me and Mastersnap the back of my thong. Finally, when it was all gone, she put the glass back onto the coffee table and leaned my way to suck my very limp cock, obviously trying to suck out any lingering, obstinate semen that wasn’t ready to make an appearance just yet. She must have done a good job (What’s that line about a golf ball through a garden hose?), because when she pulled off my dick she had at least a little more for the glass and dribbled that in it too. ‘Wow, Ed, that was really hot,’ she said finally, ‘I can’t believe.