“Damn,” Barry announced as he threw his girlyboi on the bed. “We need a drink.” Mateo stood up and rushed to the refrigerator. He poured two c...ps of rum and added a splash of cola in each of them. He carried the drinks over to where Barry was now disrobing. “I love your body, papi,” Mateo said handing over one of the red plastic cups. “You’re too funny. I got a beer belly. I’m not a body builder.” “I know, handsome. That’s why I like it. Nobody likes abs.” “If you say so.” Barry gulped his down. The four of us were sandwiched into the tiny space between the cupboard and wall. And all of us were naked. Divya and Swathy stood facing each other and Divya was hugging onto Swathy, pressing her boobs and her large nipples onto my girl’s large fair supple breasts. Divya stood facing me over my girlfriend’s shoulders, looking flustered and out of breath and that is when I understood that Ram was fucking Divya even then. My cock got hard and pressed up against my girl’s butt. Divya looked at me. A waitress was just approaching and she ordered a B52 shooter. She didn’t want to stay long and intrude on his pub night with friends but needed a little something to calm her nerves. A stool opened up at the bar and he took a seat as he opened the card. It was simple and cute and he chuckled at the joke inside. She was standing at his knees when her shooter came. She thanked both him and the waitress, closed her eyes, took a deep calming breath and downed the golden fiery liquid. Instantly,. He had me demonstrate some of the things I had learned, using actual hardware. I was glad to be free, but I wondered how he would rape me, when the time came. We were in the crew quarters. "Lie down on the deck," he ordered. His penis, I could see, was ready to do its job."Spread your legs." I spread my legs and arms, so I was as I was in the frame, except I was on my back on the floor. "Ida, you have been a good slave." Instantly, my crotch was wet; I could feel it.