"Do you want more?" grin Jacob. You look on his smile and see that he is really satisfied.
You think for a while. The more Sue will be fucked the better. On the other hand, she (you, actually) was already fucked in all holes. And your ass is hurting bit, you are starting feel that. And it is 4 pm now... What?! It was about 10 am when you've waked up. Jacob come a bit later and started ass-fucking you a noon. No wonder that your ass is hurting.
"Hmmm... I cannot believe myself but it seems it's enough for a while." say you. "Maybe we should..."
Ring! Ring! Ring!
"What is it?" ask you Jacob.
"Sue's phone?"
You quickly ran to her room and grab her phone. The display shows picture of guy, Jack, you've seen several times with Sue.
"Hi, Sue! I'm on my way. Will be in 15 minutes! Bye, honey!"
"Who was that?" asks Jacob.
"Sue's boyfriend. It seems I can spoil her reputation even more!" grin you.
"What do you mean?"
"We will go for a date. And I'm going to have a public sex with him, maybe group with his friends... I will say 'yes' for every their idea." say you, gently stroking your body.
Jacob gives you a strange look.
"You shouldn't" says he after a pause.
"What? I'm going to show that Sue is a cheap whore, she is fucking with everyone! And you will not..."
"Do you think" Jacob interrupts you, "that Sue's boyfriend will expose himself as a whore's boyfriend? Do you think that he will show other guys that they may fuck his girlfriends?"
"Errr..."
"Do you think that they will allow me or you to tape them? Or that they will say everyone that they have sex with a cheap whore?"
"What should I do?" ask you completely ruined.
"Try to get rid of him. Say, that you are not feeling well. That you are not going on a date."
"OK, but it's boring..."
"He will go and I'll throat-fuck you again."
"Deal!"
"Take a shower, faster! It should be no clues of what we've done."
You quickly wash yourself. It is hard to resist to masturbate when you are touching your fuck-holes but you have no time.
You rub yourself with a towel and put on the bathrobe.
Ring! Ring! Jack at the front door. |