I pulled down my pants and began to masturbate myself while I ran past the events that were taking place in the cinema. I heard a cough, and looking t...ward the toilet door, saw that there was a hole in the door and an eye was looking at me.This turned me on more and I wanked myself at a faster pace. There was a knock on the door and a voice said, “Open the door.” I undid the bolt and a guy of about thirty eight came in. “Let me help you with that,” he said. I was shaking with excitement and. For this story, we¹ll call them Matthew and Mark.The naked Matthew and Mark then began to feel up the bride while the other women cheered them on. Even Charlotte (who was pretty drunk already) and Carmen didn¹t seem to mind. The strippers then began unbuttoning Carmen¹s blouse and unhooked her bra. Her tits were exposed to everyone and the strippers took turns sucking them and rubbing the crotch of her pants. They unbuckled the straps of her bra and threw it aside, but there was no way to get. Becky had the coffee on the table in the breakfast nook when the doorbell rang. She hurried to the door and greeted her friend with a warm hug and kiss."Sorry I am not dressed, but I overslept," Becky said nervously before her friend could ask."No problem. I often wonder why we bother to get so dressed up for our coffee's," Vicki said as she glanced at the tiny nightie Becky wore. "That is a very sexy gown. How does John let you get out of bed with it on?" Sometimes he doesn't," Becky laughed.. Someone would always bail me out, but finally, the last time, the judge threw the book at me, and sentenced me to 90 days in the county lock up. There was nothing anybody could do, so I resolved myself to the fact that I would just have to do the time, and make the best of it. Part of me hoped just to be left alone, and a wilder part of me hoped maybe I might wind up being someone's bitch. I wound up being the bitch of 5 black men, who used me daily. Oddly enough though, my first taste of the.