There was, however, a twist to Eni’s ‘hobby’ – she only did it for white, Christian men.She would often suck, toss and tittyfu...k English boys with or without her headscarf on, depending on what they prefferred, and would put her full lips to good effect making out with them and grinding against them in her flourescent Asian attire. Recently, however, she met the guy who from now on she would ONLY do what she loves with, Keith.Keith hated Asians and was a typical infidel. His hand was on his thighs and knees. But his fingers where brushing my thighs too. Being in this trade I knew what he wanted from me, but I was tired and did not had energy to respond slowly.He pushed his hand on my thighs and rested there to see my reaction. I was resting deep back in my seat with my eyes closed and slowly opened my eyes and gave a half wicked smile as a green signal slowly he pushed his hand on penis and rested over the pants.He looked around and had a glance on driver, if. One of the women guests was a nurse, she gave me an injection to stop me passing out and to accentuate the pain. Then they removed all the needles from my cock and balls, very slowly, heating the tip of each needle before slowly puling it out as I howled in pain. All the men stood round watching, wanking, from time to time one of them forced his cock into my open screaming mouth and face fucked me, shooting his hot thick spunk deep down my throat. The nurse approached me with a scalpel, I. ” “I admit to flirting with him but nothing else, I swear to you. And I never mooched on the dance floor with him. We only danced a couple of times. The mooching is lies and exaggerations. We have to take time to cool off and get over this.” I had to admit to myself that while dancing with Marty, I had let him hold me tightly and rub my back. This realization got me crying more. “If you were just flirting with him. I don’t believe that for a second. You had at least the hot for him. Forget.