Then it subsided for a second and happened again. And again and then once again, each time, Franziska moaned deeper. I knew what was happening. Franzi...ka’s pussy was contracting, pulling harder on my cock deep inside, as her pulsing orgasm came closer to commencing. It was like her pink elastic walls was milking my cock to giver her mine. It was working.Then, with no warning, Franziska squeezed my waist tightly with her legs, let out a deep breath with a long hum, and I felt her vagina wrap. I want an attractive young woman – that's you – to be my partner for the evening. You happy with that?”“Sounds good,” I said. “A dinner party for four? I think I can manage that.”“I have no doubt about that,” he replied. “The thing is, though, that I'd like you to flirt with him, make him think that you're interested in him, maybe even dangle the prospect of a little sexual contact before him. He's a bit older than me, in his mid-fifties, and from the dealings I've had with him so far he. I was going to concede, I knew. I was exhausted, defeated, fucked into submission.“You have to fuck us whenever we want,” Vonnie informed me. “No arguing or anything, your huge raping cock belongs to us, OK?’I felt I had to put up some resistance after all: I couldn’t become the plaything of three fourteen-year-old girls, surely? “Now Vonnie...”I stopped, hearing the key turning in the lock on the door. The door opened again. Sally led Becky back into the room. Becky with her hands tied and the. She grabbed my hand and took me up to her room, “I didn’t realise you meant now!”, I exclaimed. “No time like the present”, she replied.She sat me on the end of her bed and said “Wait there”. Which I did as she grabbed some clothes and went to her en-suite bathroom to get changed. “Be honest” she shouted as she got changed. She walked out and said “What do you think?”. “What the fuck, mum?!? Are you going to church?”, I shrieked. “Seriously, you have to make him desire you”, I professed. “Let.