Yes, he was right in his assumption, Brenda had never taken cock that way. Mike, and others before him, had indeed asked, but she had never allowed it... She couldn't really explain why, the women's magazines nowadays were full of talk of anal sex, and sometimes she had wondered what it would be like. But having told Mike several times early on that she wouldn't do it, Mike had stopped asking, and she had felt unable to raise the subject since. And no, she hadn't done it with other men. ‘Oh, just great they shot a bloody Prince’s fiancée,’ he thought.“Yes, the gentleman Professor Essco proposed to last night is the Souvenir Prince of Ogilhinn. It is on the continent next to mine, called Queland. We were discussing trade agreements between our nations when they met. Now I’m going to have to appease him, thanks to you people,” she said haughtily.“Hang on you said your continent? What do you own?” Sir Nash put in.Lee looked at the men. It was showtime, she decided. The faster. I’d come to talk to her about both—a last ditch effort the salvage what had been a great marriage. These days, it wasn’t even what one could call a good working relationship.It took me another twenty minutes to answer all the questions the Chief of Security had. When he finally excused himself, I headed toward Allison’s office, intending to check in with her personal secretary out front to make sure I wouldn’t be bursting in on a confidential meeting of some sort.Twenty feet short of Allison’s. For as long as I can remember I’ve had fantasies of sucking cock and being fucked like a dirty street whore. Stroking myself while watching big-titted sluts being pounded by giant dicks cause my mind to drift off into fantasies where I take their place and become the whore these porno studs use to come on, and into. A few weeks ago while dressed as Cockwhore, the special name I gave myself and use when I’m dressed up as a slut, my neighbor Mr. Wagner, a finely-built man in his forties walked in.
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