..Please....don't stop! Oh!... Sam had been standing there watching in disbelief, Watching this perverse, sadistic, and then to her amazement a pleas...rable event unfold? In the back ground Trina could hear Napoleon tell the men to quit fucking her and to hold her legs as wide apart as they could. At first she was disappointed and started to bitch at them to continue this glorious fucking something she had never experienced before. She felt the hydraulic forks of the truck lower. I opted for the same. “ What’s in those drinks I asked Shilla? They are so strong.” “ Oh they don’t use measures here and it’s their own local brew.” After I had drunk half of my drink I was beginning to feel a bit tipsy but in a most pleasant way. The music began and six waiters arrived on the dance floor. They formed a circle ,then putting their arms around each other’s shoulders, slowly began to dance to the music. Round and round they went. She licked my private parts, it felt so good. She ran her tongue up down my slit, sticking her tongue inside me. She went back up to the top and sucked on my button. My hips were bucking against her mouth. It wasn’t long and I orgasmed, flooding the bed; she stayed between my legs licking my wetness. After while she moved back up and fell asleep. Opa put his hand on my privates. He started to run his fingers up and down my slit. He fingers were rough but it still felt good. He stuck his. To be honest, being bargained for turned me on. Especially when I learned how much men were willing to pay to fuck me.Mr. Malone took me to one of the private rooms. It was basically a hotel room in the office area. I walked in wearing only heels, by his request. My jaw dropped. It was Ed Smith. I knew him through my husband. They were not friends. I didn’t even like him. We knew him through some charities both our families worked on. He was old money and his wife was a bitch. I hated her,.