"Let me go, God damn it!" the woman growled. "Let... Me... GO!"The two women threw their captive onto one of the couches. Two more women immediately s...epped forward and held the still struggling brunette's arms against the backrest. Kelly stepped forward."You are in so much trouble," the woman yelled. "You all are in so much FUCKING trouble." "We'll see," Kelly said as if she were amused. Then she pulled her shirt off.The woman on the couch continued her thrashing, though with somewhat less. The second I got hard, they pulled me down, pushed me on the bed.They argued with each other as to which one of them should get on first. They were literally fighting for my cock! After that first morning session (Varsha won the fight for my cock, by the way, but Mami got the cum), we had a little breakfast.Mami ordered some South Indian food and some fresh fruits. Varsha fed me from her hands like I was a kid again. It was very healthy and tasty stuff and made me energetic and positive for the. At home I am always naked, and when possible also outside. One day I was online chatting and I started talking to someone from Pakistan. After a while he asked if he could see my webcam, so I warned him: It's fine with me, but I am naked. He said that was no problem but he did ask why I was naked. I explained him I liked being naked. It gives me a sense of freedom, but I have to be honest, I also find it a turn-on when people see me naked.For weeks we saw eachother regularly online, and he. " You'll look and feel like me before you know it," Susan said."I don't think so," Denise said. She turned to look in the mirror. The dress was smaller than anything she had worn in years, but the image that reflected back at her was that of a fat woman. Frowning, she said, "Maybe I ought to get something more appropriate for a whore. This is a little too classy for me." That outfit is great," Susan said.Shrugging her shoulders, Denise said, "Dale won't see it anyway. You and he are the only.