He tied me as before, including the blindfold and gag. He had just started fucking me, when the phone rang. We have a wall mounted phone and he could reach it without breaking his rhythm. It was Alice from over the road, her husband Bill was trapped under a load of lumber, not hurt but couldn't get out. So Tom said that he would go over and help. "I won’t be long." he said to me.I replied "Wumf Umfl argh wwwff." which meant untie me but with the gag in my mouth I couldn't speak. "It's OK, I'll only be a few minutes." and off he went.I was laying there, trussed up like a turkey waiting to be stuffed when the thought occurred to me that my bottom was facing the door to the hallway and if the postman looked through the letterbox, he would see right up the hall and right up me. That idea started to turn me on and I was feeling quite sexy when I thought that I heard a squeak, then another, then another; then it stopped. Then I thought that I heard the door to the garden open but I wasn't. I called her a dirty girl and made her tell me every nuance of her blowjob with Mr. Ordinary at the bar. Sometimes I slapped the belt hard against my hand so that the sound shocked Murphy and sometimes I slapped it lightly to her ass cheeks just enough to make her cheeks pink up. I made her beg my forgiveness for sucking that man’s cock and then twist the scene until she bragged wantonly about the salty, savory taste of his cum. “You like cum?” I demanded. “Suck my dick you slutty girl, you Irish slut. I stood at the big window overlooking the Chicago River at Whacker Drive and Murphy sucked me good for all of Chicago to see had someone bothered to look up towards our window. I held her beautiful red hair and pulled her to my cock as it strained in her mouth. Murphy’s hands wrong my cock nearly until it hurt, and chanted, between slurps, “Is this good?” “You’re my good girl, suck me like a good girl and I will reward you.” Murphy sucked, sucked and sucked some more. When my orgasm.
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