Just got a little excited about a certain slut coming to visit me." "Guess you know me too well now. I wonder who the lucky girl is..." "Are you wet, ...hinking about me fucking you over my table?" I was already wishing I was someplace a little more private than a restaurant on the beach. "Yes. Wish I had a room to myself right now." "Are there washrooms nearby?" "Yes, they are a little scary." Like most restrooms in Malaysia seemed to be. "I won't ask you to pleasure yourself in a scary washroom. He knew from Facebook that Michelle was married, but Peta seemed to be single, so she’d probably be the easier one to approach first anyway. Making sure that the three girls were still content to remain naked and inside the house, he left them and took Jessica’s car out again. — Peta was getting ready to go out when the doorbell rang. She opened it to find a stranger standing there, smiling. ‘You probably don’t recognise me,’ he said, ‘but we went to highschool together. I’m Michael.’ Peta. She asked me to dance with her the first dance at her party. I told her that I'd be happy to. I'd have to say that both girls were flirting with me. Denise gave me her telephone number on Thursday, and asked me to call her Saturday morning, to let her know how things went at the movie on Friday night.Friday night, I got to Karen's house a little before six thirty. Karen made me come in to say hello to her parents. Her father made a few jokes about me being the main topic of conversation at. The man she'd been sucking before, a short, fat guy with a short, fat cock, body-tackled her, forcing her down on her back. Then he sat on her tits and jerked her head up by her blonde hair so he could fuck her mouth.Below, she felt angry hands, stronger than her own, ripping the train of her dress to shreds. Then a cock that felt almost as long and hard as Bud's bored into the greasy, open-lipped furrow of her cunt.The men were doing their best to oblige her, too, The man fucking her cunt.