“You two have your shirts on backwards,” she said.Rosita and I nervously checked our shirts, as Tony approached. “Becky, will you be my girlfrie...d?” He asked, nervously fidgeting as his eyes stole glances at her chest.“Ew, gwoss,” Becky said. “I don’t want a boyfriend.”“Every girl needs a boyfriend,” Tony stammered.“Not every girl,” Becky said with a giggle as she looked at Rosita and I.A few minutes later, LaToya, Rosita and I were sitting around the table in the girls’ administrative office.. I had to stop stroking at this point or I would have erupted at the thought. ‘So John picks me up and carries me to the couch. He puts a couple of pillows on the coffee table for my heels and starts licking me. He didn’t even get his jacket off!’ ‘Woaw,’ I said. I quickly reached for a Kleenex. My balls were begging for release and I wasn’t going to wait anymore! Apparently she heard my breathing increase because she asked, ‘You jerking off?’ I felt embarrassed for a moment feeling like I had. I played with her tits and the rougher I got the more she seemed to enjoy it. We came together.Laying there recovering, I saw that all six of us seemed to have finished and in recovery mode. After quite a while I decide that I wanted another go at the team leader so crawled over to her and licked my way slowly up her legs, eventually landing tongue first on her wet sticky fanny. I licked it clean and kept lapping until she Moaned her approval of another orgasm. I rolled her on her front and. You’re a demon, aren’t you? Or are you the Devil himself? I didn’t believe in such things until now. Magic, sure, but evil entities that walk around with horns, pitchforks, pointed tails, and red skin ... not that. You look like Hellboy or something. Why ... why did you fuck me? To breed me or to claim my soul? Am I damned to Hell now? And ... why is Monica Bellucci, one of my favorite actresses of all time, intimate with you ... is she already one of your lost souls now? Did she make a deal.