There was one bright light at the end of the tunnel. I was much richer than I used to be. Dress shoes that were thick enough for a grown man’s foot ...pparently did exist for billionaires.“How do I look?” I had asked, giving the girls a twirl and James Bond pose. Did I own a gun? Better yet, did I own any swords?“I prefer you naked.” Ellie had purred with a jungle cat’s hunger in her eyes.“I’d fuck you.” Rena the lesbian said. I didn’t know if that translated as complimentary. I mean I wanted to. But I promised him that I would not reveal any of his details.So let’s get into the story. I was on a European tour a few months ago. And at that time, I decided to meet my friend in the UK (let’s call him Vignesh & his wife Rani).As far as we friends knew, he was in the UK, well-settled and married his love a year ago. Let me tell you about Rani. She is 22 years old, a software engineer, average height, light tan complexion with sizes 34-32-36. She had a little big ass, round and plumpy. So,. She could feel it grow into the familiar form – exactly how she remembered it from the photos she'd found only a couple hours earlier on an Internet forum.She stroked him almost triumphantly. The foreskin would no longer stay over his glans. He was huge and throbbing. She felt his fingers brush through her hair. He wanted her to suck him now.Laura reached up under his shirt one more time. She rested her palm against his torso and took him in her mouth. Her lips wrapped around his girth, she. Myknees were getting weak, hell, my whole body was getting weak. I begged himto cum with me and he calmly told me he knew I could cum some more first. Itmay sound like a woman in this position isn’t doing much work and perhaps Ionly felt like I had run a marathon. But he was right again, and I wasquickly on the brink and then over the edge once more. He gave the termmultiple orgasms a new dimension in my mind. After a few more minutes thatseemed like hours to me he finally told me it.