“Now, start by telling me how you got hired at the store?” I had just turned sixteen. And for my birthday, a couple of friends who were seniors g...t me a fake ID. It wasn’t really a fake one, it was real, but it just wasn’t my name or picture. However, the girl did look a lot like me. I didn’t really want it, but I figure with it I could get into the clubs with them when they go out partying. So I kept it, and put it in my purse. The next Saturday night, we went out clubbing. I got dressed. Paula pulled my pants and briefs down in one pull. My rock hard seven inches popped out and slapped Paula's chin. She grinned and looked deeply into my eyes as the head of my cock disappeared into her beautiful mouth. I thought back to my first impression of Paula as I made her blush. The beautiful and innocent looking girl had now become a very thorough cock sucker. The transformation made my blood boil and my balls put in overtime making sperm. I hoped Paula liked cum because an evening of. Pande-ji approached me with his tumbler of milk and kept it in front of me. Pande-ji: Madam, these young lads, they are so naughty. Let me soap him properly. You just keep an eye on your milk please. Pande-ji smiled while he said the above. I wondered what he meant by ‘your milk’! Pande-ji went up to Chotu and started rubbing his body with the soap. I noticed the rubbing was very short lived on his upper part and came down to his penis soon. Pande-ji was virtually coaxing his lund with one. I should have known that such an assumption was likely to prove unfounded. The "relatively simple matter" turned into a challenge as soon as I brought Helena from her cage on the morning after her third day of Orerry sessions to start her first sessions with my own member in her mouth and a smaller, clockwork-driven anal plug whose motions were controlled by a cable that I was holding in.In fairness, Helena tried to adapt to the change. The difficulty was that she found it difficult to cope.