This was the first time I had ever had sex, and not enjoyed it. This wasn’t pleasure, this was torture, I couldn’t even scream, because of the co...k in my mouth, trying to get it into my throat. But I could cry, and I did. I could hear them laughing to each other, as the three cocks drove hard and incessantly into me. There was no single pain. My whole body seemed to be in pain,. the three massive cocks ramming hard into me, as if I didn’t matter. And I guessed, I didn’t matter. Not to them.I. Rosalie liked kissing more than most men or women I had known. She taught me things I didn't know about building passion just by kisses. I would touch her breast after a few kisses, but she would very gently take my hand away. |"Not yet.." in a whisper.Since I knew and she knew that we were going to get all our clothes off pretty soon, and be lovers, this didn't feel like a rejection to me.I just put a little more into my kisses.She liked to undress me, and tell me how pretty my body was.This. She reminded me of the queen that Gaugin had described in 'Noa Noa', his self-published journal of his two years in Tahiti. Despite Kalani's earlier pleas to dispense with the formality, I could sense that manners were important to the Ratu. So I waited for her to speak first."Michael, may I present my esteemed mother, Simako." Ileana, help me! Is it 'Your Highness' or 'Your Majesty'?" I thought to her quickly."Sha-mah ah-hah-lean-e, fa-ma mon hi-heen-e," Ileana thought back."Sha-mah. We sauntered over to where Bobby was standing as he turned from the bar to see his sluts all d****d in the sexiest outfits, heading toward him.Bobby smiled a sexy smile, almost leeringly. We reached Bobby and both kissed him softly on the lips open mouthed. His tongue slid in our mouths tasting our saliva, as it slithered gently around our tongues. Krystal and I both took this opportunity to place our hand on his crotch and squeeze his long hard cock, which was already standing to attention..