For me, there’s always been something sordid, hot and forbiddingly exciting about being there, in that place where the men hang out. Willingly locke... behind the door to one of the relatively small rooms with nothing more than what I need at the time, a hot stud to exchange cock favors with. To hear the one above me seethe when I licked his cock sounded like sweet music to my ears. The sound not only made my cock throb as it echoed off the walls of our enclosure, it caused my hand to wrap around. It was like an echo in their ears. Not to mention, their audience. “Oh, look at that, Angie’s dripping!” one girl watching announce. The sound, combined with Sara’s wet pussy and naturalness all over her finger, made Angie wet. She could literally feel her own juices dripping out of her aroused pussy. She knew that she was making a slight puddle on the tiled floor. She did not need one of the girls watching to tell her. Sara, however did not know and when she heard that, Angie felt a change. She had thought that her nightmare had ended, badly without Margaret, but ended nevertheless. Now, she was confronted with Alexander again. Only this time, it seemed that Margaret Ellison was on his side.Margaret Ellison grew up in a working class neighborhood in Pittsburg, Pennsylvania. She had auburn red hair, green eyes, and a mischievous smile that guaranteed attention. Men secretly stared at her; and she knew it. She was smart, book smart, street smart, and intuitive. She almost always got. Bee had longish blonde hair and the palest skin. Lulu had short dark hair and her skin was a warm brown like her uncle. Their breasts were on the small side and very firm. Bee had perky nipples that looked like long pencil erasers. Lulu had puffy rounded nipples that looked delicious. Both were shaven clean. Lulu had a perfectly flat golden brown belly while Bee’s pale belly had a slight convex curve. They had small hands and feet with perfectly suckable toes and fingers. They were.