Tell me you want to suck our cocks. Go ahead, beg to suck our cocks, Carol. Ask us to shoot our creamy cum in your mouth. Beg us to let you swallow...every drop of our cum. Go ahead! " Oh Ken, please, let me suck your cock ... and Gary's too," the humiliated woman pleaded. "Please, let me swallow your cum." She knew she debased herself by her words, but her cravings were so intense and overpowering. Ken rubbed his cockhead across Carol's face, stroking the oozing head over her inflamed. Then during my Senior year, we had a large influx ofIndians come in. I didn’t think anything of it – asidefrom the fact that I find Indian women VERY sexy,especially short ones – until I overheard the ownerstalking during one of their rare visits [the ownersare from out of state].It seems they were looking to save money and theAsians and Indians worked hard for less money and theIndians were much more polite than most employees [Idid notice this to be true].I was miffed to. Great clouds of black smoke roiled down the hall toward us. I slammed the door shut and said to her, "Get your boots on and a heavy coat. Find a head covering. Get back into our bedroom where we slept last night and wait with the door partly open." I grabbed a heavy chair and jammed it tightly against the door under the doorknob.I barely had the chair in place when there came a loud banging at the door. I hurried to the peephole and stared out. Two uniformed police and the concierge who first. What do you think?”“I have no experience of any of those. Could I see them?”I was thinking I had no experience of any of them either. I had been threatened with the cane at school and that was bad enough. It did, however, look like this was about to change.“Let me get them for you.” With this, Julie disappeared upstairs.My wife looked at me. “This is a wonderful idea. We should have come here ages ago.”I was at a loss of what to say. Just before I said something I would have regretted, Julie.