I can't help myself but to touch her, and kiss her. She is so sexy. I lift up the blanket that covers the both of us, and start to massage her softly....Her quiet moans are ecstacy to me. I can't help but to become aroused by her unknowing enjoyment. As she starts to become wet, I have to taste her. She taste like heaven. I can tell she likes how it feels, so I feel for the movements that her body responds to with my tongue, and rotate them, to keep her cumming. I don't pleasure myself. This is. ....Buddies???!Your friends glance over while looking at the telly, enjoying the show of the hot blonde fingering her twat. They are rubbing their bulging crotches and look to you, the "Alpha Male" my "owner" for direction. Halftime rolls around and you get up and sit on my tits. You slap my face with your heavy meat. Stick your tongue out slut-show me you want my cock. You fuck my face forcing your rod down my throat. Your friends have pulled out and are stroking their dicks. The sound of me. I love dick but I'm not made at the pussy either. Anyway, I pulled up to this bar and there were some homies in the parking lot, drinking and shit. Of course the bar was closed already. I was fucking horny and didn't think about the time. So now, I'm pissed off and that's when I noticed one of the guys drinking walking up to my truck. This fine ass cholo looking dude asked me if I had any shit. I was like, "Nah homie, I ain't got shit. I came lookin for some pussy." He laughed and told me there. When I asked her how she had managed it, typical Mandy had tapped the side of her nose wisely and said. "The less you know the better."Now I watched as the stripper did her act making the usual fool of him and as she had been instructed (with quite an extra few pounds bonus from me) she dragged Ted to the lift and to a bedroom that I had hired for them for the night. It was part of my plan that Ted would be going nowhere tonight except to bed with the stripper, and all that entailed if he was.