She asked my name…"Nice to meet you, Victor; I am Brian, but you will call me Barbie…”She made me lick his cock again. I swallowed it and tried ...o do just that. Within minutes she was rock hard again and banging inside my throat.She pushed hard, but once again, I started gagging.Barbie withdrew from my throat, paused a second and then plunged her huge thick cock back in further than before.She withdrew once more and then plunged deeper still. This time I felt her balls against my chin…She was. I would rub my nipples as if Carl's hands were touching me. I would shoot off to this fantasy. I returned for my next scheduled massage the next afternoon. The pain was gone, but I had agreed to meet Carl for a week, I had four more days left.Carl had a good taste in beer handing me one as soon as I arrived. We sat on the couch watching sports on the TV. I have not had too many male friends whom I would socialize. Carl was a nice person, had interesting stories to tell and could carry on an. She lowered down, slid his cock out and lowered her pussy onto it. She then looked right into my eyes as she rocked back and forth on her brother’s cock. It didn’t take long and the poor boy was cumming deep inside her pussy. She rolled off of him and he moved over to the couch out of breath, his mom’s pussy juices all over his face. Lisa stood up and was about to spin around to reverse cowgirl on me. Katie stopped her and she instead moved forward and started to lower herself on my cock. . He had never spanked me before. He raised his hand again slapping my ass hard. This time his finger tips move into my pussy.His voice sounded shocked.“You fucking slut your cunt is dripping wet. You like finger banging your cunt in front of me don't you?”My pussy WAS dripping wet. He slapped my ass again bruising my soft skin and tears began to flow down my cheeks. His fingers moved deeper into my pussy every time he slapped my ass.“Are you a slut?”I was crying hard now.“Tell your Daddy you are.