"But a group of hot guys couldn't drag me in there." The tree walked up the ticket booth. A grizzled old man sat in it, looking over a porn magazine. ...One, please," Veronica said. "Your going in alone, are you?" the old man asked, staring at her through his bushy eyebrows. "I'm not afraid," Veronica said. "Where do I catch the boat?" The old man motioned her behind the ticket booth. As she went around, Diane and Jane started to follow. "No," the old man said, "You can't go any further. You. I got lots of appreciation mail which I am getting now also. Thanks a lot once again. Now, I am with my second story with a girl named Sony Chopra, which I came to now after posting my first story. She appreciated a lot after reading my first story and contacted me. I am posting this story after her concern.Story starts 4 months ago when I was back to India from Austria after a long time. In the meanwhile we were in continuous touch with mail discussing only about sex. She always enquiries. I was thankful he didn’t want it in my ass, that would have hurt way to much. As I slide it into my tight pussy I moaned, it felt good, really good. As I slide my panties and shorts back on I couldn’t help but wonder if I could last 13 hours this time. And I still wondered what he meant by “if I was good” oh well. I better get used to this thick dildo be in me I guess. About 8pm Brent messaged me “I want a pic NOW!” he demanded. “ok give me a minute to finish the dishes” I told him. “NO. I can smell the juices coming from it already, so I bite in a little harder. Her legs quiver, and she hugs my head between her thighs. I bury my face into her pussy, tasting her juices and writing the alphabet on her clit with my tongue until I feel her body quiver in ecstasy.I get up, and tell my boys to take care of her. They oblige, one squatting over her face and fucking it, two others in her hand, she starts rubbing her feet on the cocks of two others, and the black dude gets on her.