"“God! I could get used to this never-ending orgasm cycle! Having two hot studs serving lil’ ol’ horny me could become very addictive.”“You�...�re not going to want to leave, are you?”“Mmm, not anytime soon!” She ran her fingers through his hair again, and then wiggled her hips, pressing her dripping sex to his willing lips.He raised his head to look up at us, and I could see that his beard and mustache were going to need a good shampooing. He grabbed his t-shirt and wiped his face, but it didn’t. "Nellie" is not a suitable name for a man. My real name is Neil, but I have to let her call me Nellie because if I don't then those pictures will be everywhere. I would have to change schools if the pictures got out, and I don't know how I would ever face my family either. Hence, even though I hate my new name, I just have to live with it.From my bedroom I can hear the door open. "Oh Nellie! Come out here, I want to see your pretty face!" Claire yells, trying to sound as cheery as possible.. Kenny remained silent and fearful, confused by the situation he found himself in. His wildest dream was coming true, and he couldn’t believe if it was real. She could sense his excitement as his cock grew more and more rigid. He whimpered in pleasure as she gripped his cock hard and squeezed. She lightened her grip and began stroking him up and down. Kenny’s breath quickened as she moved her hand rhythmically on his member. “Oh Carla…” he moaned softly. “It feels sooo good.” “You like that,. Brettsonproudly.? ?My daughter and her friend!??? ?Very well!? continued the waitress and noddedtowards the tied-up girls and women by the wall.? ?The girls will be presented with the rest oftonight?s menu in a few minutes, and then you will be able to select among themas you wish!??? ?So we could also choose to have some othergirls served than the ones we brought?? asked Mr. Brettson, just to be sure.?? ?Yes, that is entirely up to you!? thewaitress informed and smiled ?In fact, you can even.