He thought that her boyfriend would have broken up. At first he hesitated but then he went to her and asked why she was crying.‘may I know what is m...king a lonely girl cry on the streets in the night?’She looked up at him with a wet big eyes and sunk her face again into her handkerchief.‘What a beauty she is’, he thought. A flawless fair face with so beautiful eyes. In a black fur leather jacket over a white t-shirt with a deep black jeans she looked a real angel. The t-shirt ran through her. As Alison rode him he felt his shaftembedded in her and felt to his surprise that the top of his dick was alsosurrounded by her warm pulsating flesh and then she orgasmed on his dick. Bobmoaned as she did and then his body went rigid with shock. As she climaxed downhis shaft and deep into his balls seemed to be rammed a white hot wire. Bobwould have screamed but the pain was too much as he felt the wire split at thebottom of his penis an then the ends of the wire burying into his. " Girls!" he said."I can't complain about Maria in a thong though," I said."True dat! True dat!"We walked down the stairs."Do you want to come over?" he asked me. "I'm running a sexual Olympics at my apartment. Cheerleaders!" Sounds like fun," I said."I already picked the one I want, but I gotta make sure," he told me."Which one?" Conception Suarez," he said proudly. I whistled--Conception had an absolutely porn body."She's a bit of butterface," he said. "But the Confederacy can take care of. Then again, as your slave, I’m here to please you and the gods will just have to understand, won’t they?” Satya commented as she ate the cheeseburger that I ordered for her from the cafeteria.“Sorry, I didn’t think of your religious prohibitions, babe. I should have,” I started to apologize, but Satya would hear none of it.“Don’t be silly. You gave me an excuse to do something wicked for a change. Hell, being your slave is going to give me a lot of excuses for that, isn’t it? I love it! All.