. you are so ... well known. Every girl knows who you are." They do?" Then it dawned on me. It was the Zoe syndrome. "Never mind. I know what you mean..." I chuckled. "Anyway, despite my ... reputation, would you care to join me at the SUB?"She looked at me again, and a smile replaced the questioning look. "Sure. I brought my own," she said pointing to the bag on her shoulder."Me too. Mom insists," I grinned, wondering if that would make her wonder just how worldly I really was.We had a nice. They flung cum on me with a snap of their wet hands, a move I especially liked. They thanked me as much as I thanked them. The whole scene was heavenly, notably the deep diving dildo. I giggled and squirmed, quaking and twisting with the sexual responses I felt so strongly. New men stepped up, stroking their hard cocks. "On my face," I asked for it, with my voice softened by arousal. "In my mouth," I whispered. I put my tongue out again, smiling as the cum descended on me, as dicks pushed past. There were simple white sofas, a large flatscreen TV, some almost bareshelves, and a glass topped coffee table. This emptiness wasn't surprisingto me - the flat was merely a crash-pad, a pied-?-terre for him to sleepin while he worked in London. I knew his true home was many miles away,off in the western part of the country.I shifted restlessly round the room, fingering the objects, looking outthe window. It was normal for me to feel emotional after intercourse, anillogical combination of joy. In a deep throaty voice she told Jake, "If you want to have clothes to leave in I suggest you get naked NOW!" Quickly undressing Fatin locked lips with Jake as she pushed him forcibly on the bed. Grabbing his cock she quickly lined him up with her opening and drove him all the way inside her with one thrust. Screaming out in pure unadulterated lust and want, shocking not only Jake but herself also, Fatin began to thrust harder and harder. My god! She thought I have never felt this before! What.