"Give me some change" he demanded rudely in rough voice. I winced,remembering all the stories I'd heard about crazy people on the streets.God I hated ...eing stopped by these homeless people. It always made meuncomfortable to have them begging me for money. "Give me some change"he repeated. At this point I was getting annoyed, still thinking about how some ofthe homeless people were mentally ill, and this guy certainly looked it.Looking at this wild eyed homeless man, I did what I always did. I was surprised that when he had finished with her, and some of the other men had their turn at her, she was as ready as ever for more cock. For the next couple of hours about five men took their turns slamming Denise's hot wet pussy. By that time, I was so drunk and horny from drinking so much wine, that I was really enjoying the showas much as anyone. One of the guys actually thrust his cock into Denise's mouth and she sucked it right down her throat until he came. As he pulled his cock out. “Let’s see if you can sit,” he said, as he took her upper arm and helped her lift herself into a sitting position. Once her back was up, he used his other hand to help her rise. She sat on the edge of the table, and Peter pointed to a spot on the floor. Susan could see a small puddle, and then understood that it was her ejaculate. She stared at it for several seconds, then “That came from me?” she asked. “It certainly did,” Peter chuckled. “How are you feeling now?” he asked seriously. “I’m. She also confessed me that she liked to see hindu complete men….that is complete strong dicks…she said she and her elder sister liked hindu boys very much..She asked me to sit in her bedroom and make myself feel at home. She went to her bathroom and changed her clothes. She came out wearing a see through nightie. And inside it she was wearing a black bra and panties. She came towards me moving her body in arousing ways. By this time I was really turned on. She came to me and said, “I know you.