I wanted to erase the images of my girlfriend, Jade, being fucked senseless by a nameless man who I had never seen before, while her bastard of a so-c...lled boss looked on and tossed himself off at the same time.He opened the car door at the rear end of the limousine and got in, leaving the door open for me to decide my own mind. “Sod it!” I thought. My cock was in a semi-erect state, I could feel it in my pants, pushing against the material and I am sure he could see it too. I got in the car. "As a reward, the glass was tilted to her eager lips, the fizz and taste of ice cold lemonade making everything in the world all right for a moment and neutralising the foul taste. Ashlee churned the drink around her cheeks like mouthwash before swallowing gratefully into the pit of her stomach. Drawing the glass away, accompanied by a look of abject misery from his young captive, Anthony reached for the clamped breast, stroking its underside and sending several short pulses of pain through her. He asks her to dance together in the next song. I say alright in order to avoid from the negative atmosphere. Then the music stops and new one starts. It is "Rubberneckin'" cover of Paul Oakenfold. Then his friends leaves a circle to them and they have space to dance. They watch them. While they dance, their eyes are locked at each other. Her blue eyes never leave his brown eyes. He touches her with her chubby dark hands. He holds her hand, he grabs her waist and her soft white hands touches. The men evacuated the women’s holes without ceremony, semen splattering onto the floorboards below gaping rectums between cruelly-spread legs. They placed their costars back on their stools, and gave each an encouraging slap on the ass. Prestira giggled and locked her fingers with Yavara.“This is so much fun!” Prestira said, her voice high with girlish excitement. “And there’s so many more to go!” Yavara laughed, her eyes filled with equal exuberance. Four more men walked up to me, each of them.