This time I sat in front of a vanity while the girls applied sluttish makeup to my face. Again I was attached to the fucking cushion and had my brains...fucked out. If the first night had crushed my spirit; the second night destroyed my soul. I woke the following morning, hanging from the rafters with the lake of cum forming at my feet. There was nothing degrading or funny about my condition. I was beyond humor as a defense. I was an empty vessel, waiting to be filled.This process was repeated. There was no reply from her and now she held my hands on her breasts and didn’t allow me to take my hands. Now that was my turn to be shocked and I do not want to miss this chance. I hugged her and kissed in her neck. I was very much tensed up. But she was cool and kissed me on the lips. That first kiss was really brief though in my whole life that was the first time a woman kissed me. Now she held me close to her and rubbing by back. Literally I was shivering and I was out of control. Again. “You want what Lauren?” Malik’s voice was still even, but Lauren could tell he was getting excited as well.“Your cock” she replied, moving her lips closer to the thick head. “Uh uh” Malik grabbed her hair and yanked back before she could take it in her mouth.“What do want to do with it Lauren?”“To suck it. I want to feel it in my mouth.”“Is that all?”“No, I want to feel it in my pussy. I want you to fuck me.”He stroked the back of her head as he held her firmly. “Say it again.”“I want you to. I-" Shhhhhh..." Rhonda placed a finger against the soft lips she was targeting. "I generally get what I want, honey... so let's not get fidgety about it." She moved the finger around the outline of Michelle's lips, tracing them, and moved closer, so that her workout top was nearly touching Michelle's milky breasts.Michelle trembled with anxiety, fearing Rhonda and the unknown consequences of not giving the blonde her way. She gave in, thinking she would endure a kiss and be done with it.She.