He liked it; he dug it very much, and wanted to see more.Maybe they would go down on each other, eat each other's juicy cunt, running their tongues in...and out and wiggling all the time, grinding their gorgeous asses and humping.It was more groovy because they also wanted him too, perhaps even needed him to make their loving complete. These women weren't gay, he knew; he'd read about gay chicks and guys, but his mom and Debbie both dug a man's fucking first. He wondered if what they were doing,. "We were then off exploring, the Hayfield students thinking about whatgifts they could get their parents, while the American's were enjoyingbrowsing and seeing what was different between the UK and America."You've got to be kidding?!" was the rough translation of Tina's suddenRussian exclamation. A few people turned round to look at why a Russiangirl was kicking up a fuss about something. I have to admit, her accentwas very good."What is it, Tina?" I asked."How much for Mountain Dew?"Tina was. How would it feel? ....It felt good. The stranger pulled my head down until his cock filled my mouth and throat. I could feel him take control as he moved my head back and forth and I could feel the final ties to my daily self snapping one by one and my cunt getting wet. "There is another guest" my master reminded me and I moved along to take the second hard cock in my mouth. To my shock I noticed that now I was not scared any more but feeling horny and cock hungry. It felt good. I decided to. I had to find a way to get even with Ron and Chad. Messing with me was one thing but messing with my friends was another problem.Damn, why was I letting this girl get to me?A couple of things I might mention about honey dippers. Even though there are a number of companies in our area doing the same thing, we're all friends. As my dad says, "There is enough shit to go around for everyone."So we're not a cutthroat business. In fact most of us are smaller family-owned business.Our company had not.