Parties aren’t necessary
Dear Diary, I had the best Friday night ever! I’m so used to parties where there are lots of submissive men to choose from. Last night turned out to be an unexpected surprise. Portia invited me over to her place for a wonderful dinner. After enjoying some awesome filet mignon, we retired to the living room. Portia took a sip of her wine and kissed me deeply on the lips. As our tongues began to dance, there was a knock at the door. DAMN!!! I was just starting to get wet, who could that be? Portia got up to answer the door. I couldn’t believe my eyes as she opened the door…
Eager to please
There was Carlos, Anita and Ryan. I remember the last time I saw them, Carlos was slowly grinding his way to an earth- shattering orgasm inside Portia’s pussy. I sucked on her nipples as she squirted all over his cock. I could tell tonight would be mine. Ryan and Carlos were the epitome of the Cuckold Bull. Their taut bodies were only part of what they had to offer. As I settled back onto the couch, Ryan knelt between my legs, he pushed my skirt up to expose my smooth, soft mound. He began to lick my clit, making it bulge and pulsate with desire. Ryan’s rhythm began to match my hips. As I undulated faster, he sucked and lapped at my pussy, eager to feel my cum ooze into his mouth. I didn’t want to go over that cliff just yet. Being his submissive, body worshipping self, he kissed my hot slit and started to rise to his feet. As Ryan turned, there was Carlos’ swollen cock. He decided to resume his position on his knees, slurping Carlos’ manhood into his mouth.
TO BE CONTINUED….
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