I deposited my spunk straight down her throat, and as it subsided, I could only watch as she sucked and licked any remaining cum from my cock."Yummy d...ddy cum. Yummy yum yum." She seemed to sing to herself.I groaned from pleasure, and this drew her attention. "I hope you don't think you're done, mister. I want this beautiful cock in my pussy, daddy." Oh, baby. I want to, I really do. But I'm not sure if I have it in me." I confessed.She stood, giving me another view of her body. She walked over. I love fitness and staying in shape since I like to feel sexy with my 34b cups. My only complaint would be my small stature standing at 5’2. I was searching the internet researching different countries to see where I might have the most fun then an interesting picture caught my eye. I saw picture of a BDSM club in Amsterdam, Europe. I have always been interested in BDSM but I have never tried it. My darkest fantasy is actually being forcefully raped, but of course I’ve never been close to. Arthell looked out the passenger side window constantly, making no effort to break the silence. Laura was too chagrined and sorrowing to do it herself. On the lower deck of the bridge, heading east, the radio reception was impossible, but once they emerged from it she could pick up a jazz station she knew they both would like.Arthell even swiveled her head and smiled at her when she turned it on. Laura smiled back but only a nervous half-smile. She felt so guilty and embarrassed she hardly knew. And I knew Darren had to have showed them. By the end of the day I must have had my ass and tits grabbed at least 50 times. Then when I went home they all were messaging saying they wanted me and if we could hook up. I told Darren we could and told the others no. Darren said he was home alone that night and I should come over. So I did and I was looking forward to it. I got to the house extremely nervous but also excited and wet. I was wearing a tight tank top and gym shorts and I could tell I.