The boy who was doing all the talking reached down and pulled off my already wet panties. I couldn't have done much to stop him, even if I had wanted ...o do something. I might have found the stun gun, but it was unlikely that I could have found it in time. To be honest I didn't mind his hands on me. I didn't mind his hard cock working its way into me even without foreplay. I didn't need it since my mind and body was ready. I also didn't mind, when after a few strokes he pulled out and turned me. She wanted to feel it slamming down her throat. She wanted to rub her clit while this strange man used her mouth like a pussy. "Yes sir. I'm a cock sucking whore," Nikita moaned. "Good. Now open your mouth, slut." Max didn't wait for Nikita to respond. He forced her head towards his cock, pushing the head past her lips and into her mouth. Instantly Nikita started swirling her tongue on the head of his cock. She looked up at Max with her sparkling blue eyes as she sucked the head of his cock.. There were women of all types and ages, from girls who probably had fake ID's to women who were more age-appropriate for me to hit on. But that wasn't why I was there. I was there to have a couple of drinks with my old friend Ben.Ben and I grew up together. He was the one who introduced me to Maria all those years ago. Ben and his wife were best man and matron of honor at our wedding. They were the ones who supported me most through the ordeal of watching the radiation and chemo fail to. I ‘popped’ below to check something, and stayed there, making the bed, tidying my socks (I had 5 socks with me, it had been 6, I never found the other one. Probably in the bilges, waiting to block the bilge pump in the next storm Puffin is in), looking at the charts, making a pot of coffee. Anything to stay out of the way and leave 5 luscious ladies to argue/discuss who should get to sleep with lucky old me. I invented a rather rude term for this, one which I would not repeat to the girls, I.