Damn, that’s all we could do. My thoughts raced, tumbling on each other, but none stayed in my head long enough for me to make sense of any of them....I was visibly shaking, my heart racing, embarrassed for my little baby, embarrassed myself. “Oh, shit, why didn’t I say something when I came in? Why didn’t I just say, ‘I’m home,’ like I always do? What was I thinking? Damn, Damn, DAMN IT!” I went into my room and changed out of my suit. This had suddenly turned into a very depressing day. I. In the flickering candlelight, I could see her smoothly shaven pussy lips glistening darkly. She sat next to me as Donna resumed sucking my dick. In and out, warm and cold. Sylvie stretched out on the shelf on her stomach, her tight butt spread. Comment tu fais ca? she whispered to Donna as she watched Donnas lips slide up and down my rocket. How do you do that? You dont know how to suck a mans cock? Donna asked in surprise, continuing to stroke me slowly. French boys like the ass, she said. Thodi der baad me baith gya aur woh meri jeans utar kr meri jangho ko sehlane lagi. Phir usne mera lund apne muh me le liya, vo lund choosne me expert thi aur chooste huye badi hi sexy awaaze nikaal rhi thi. Usne apni thook se mera sara lund geela kr diya tha fir vo mere tatte bhi choosne lagi. Sach me wo nazara adbhud tha.Abb halaat bilkul bekabu the, ab me usse chodna chahta tha aur wo bhi chudne ke liye tyaar thi. Lekin room me sirf chairs aur ek chotta sa table tha jo ke chudai ke liye. ‘I’m having a little party, and I need a hostess to Serve.’ The girl noticed the accent on Serve, and it scared her. ‘A poker game,’ her neighbor said. ‘You’re the entertainment.’ ‘You’re the pot,’ the other man said. ‘Course if I don’t win… I’m taking you anyways.’ ‘Every ways,’ her neighbor l aughed maliciously. They dragged her into her neighbor’s rough cabin, one he built of stolen materials, it was rumored. Not that he had no money–he was an over privileged rich kid with a hefty trust.