Unable to cover his nakedness if someone did come in.Reaching into her pocket she withdrew the leather band and draped it over his shoulder, letting i... slide down over him. She reached in to caress his face, as he closed his eyes to her touch. His head tilting down against her hand, longing for her touch.She suddenly reached out and grasped his nipple, pinching it savagely. His eyes jerking open, the pain causing him to gasp, as her laughter filled the room. She stepped into him opening her. He always assuaged himself, that if the women got a look at his enormous cock they would be queuing at his door.Apart from milking his one-eyed snake, which he frequently did, Ricky discovered early on that there was always a submissive guy that he could coerce sexually. He never thought of himself as gay, ‘but what the fuck, a hole’s a hole,’ he always reasoned.Being a master manipulator he always managed to find an easy target to dominate in some or the other way. The more he perfected this. "They can't be isolated incidents but part of some new move. I feel they are linked to this secession going on between the city people." This 'secession' is none of our business. Why make it so?" We are in the way, Borisov, nothing more. The two factions are looking for bargaining chips for when they fix their mutual borders. We, the Greeks, and, I think, you will too - we are all caught up in their game." We cannot stand for it!" Borisov declared so loudly those around the fire looked up in. "Oh no. You don't get off that easy," John interfered. "Let's just say, the guys and girls get a lot more comfortable in those backrooms."Sarah shoots me a look. In her eyes are a mix of anger, defiance and mischief. She is drunk now more on my discomfort than on the booze. "Dad? Is this true? Is that what you do with someone else's baby girl?" Sarah, I just... it's part of..." I stammered. I began moving closer to the stage.She looked at Frank and John. "How much?"They looked back at her.