The traffic was light, and Todd thumbed through the slick pages, stopping at the pictorials he liked.“Damn, Josh, look at these chicks. Do you like ...hese?”In fact, did. I'd been loving men’s magazines for years, but I loved the women’s forms, their beauty, their hair, their clothing, I was even a fan of the photography.“Oh yes, “I replied matter-of-factly.He pushed the magazine toward me,“Which one of these is the best, Josh?” he asked grinning.There were several pics of women in various states. My mind went a w o l as I imagined anything from three to seventy men all cuing up to fuck me. Master told me later it was fifteen men who showed up and boy did I get my fill of cock that night.The first I knew of their arrival when I heard my master talking to them and laying down a few ground rules; like they had to use fresh condoms every time they fucked me; which now explains why I had been buying up condoms as if they were going out of fashion. I really could not believe my ears when I. . my God!Just the three of us, she shut the door, not given to much speech, fetched an Ebony Magazine from a rack, handed over to me. "brother make do with this"I sat facing the four by six by twelve inches mattress on the floor, not knowing what to expect. Surprisingly, there was constant power supply in this environment that provided cooling .Without preambles, both started feeling each other through the material of their cloth, she unhooked her bra with her skirt still on revealing the. Sometimes when we thought we were too tired to make out, we would simply rent a movie and curl up together on the sofa to relax. Even so, it never took us long to start caressing each other, and we shared some pretty passionate nights frolicking on whichever piece of furniture we happened to be closest to. I landed a pretty lucrative job about three years ago, and we were able to finally move into a fairly large house with nicer furniture. Heather really came out of her shell then, and I’d.