We were a group of 4 friends. We visited 3 different cities in Europe and had a ball of a time. I got few kisses and close dance with the girls in clu...s but nothing really materialized after that. The final stage of our trip was on. Although London is full of paid services that never really excited me.Before coming to London, I posted on Facebook “On my way to London”. That night, I got a message from Akansha. Now, Akansha was my friend’s girlfriend but they had broken up a long time ago. I had. My eyes linger on your erect cock for too long, “Beg for it, you slut.” Whimpers escape past my lips and my hands reach out for you. I have to touch you. I need to touch you. “I said, beg for it.” “Please, Sir. Please let me touch your hard cock! I need to feel you inside of me now! Please...” You lunge at me, rip open the front of my sheer black tights, wrap one of your hands around my exposed throat and use the other to dig your fingers into my hip bone as you thrust and force yourself into. She let out a louder moan however.‘Ohh yes!’ She looked toward him blindfolded, biting her bottom lip. ‘Give it to me.’I nearly called out in shock. Angela! My Angela! What has gotten into you? I considered Carlos had drugged her but the handcuffs and whip had come from her bag. She rubbed her legs together trying to stimulate her clitoris. My eyes were transfixed on her stockings, tracing the seams down to her pumps that were barely on her feet now. I admired the red heels of her stockings. Patricia turned round quickly as I tried to hide the tent in my shorts she obviously had seen as she blushed a bit but kept her stare for a while now she was wearing a knee length skirt and a t-shirt tucked in with no bra and I could practically see straight through now my cock was raging all I could imagine was what she looked like naked my mind was in overdrive. We started talking she made me a cuppa and passed it to me not thinking I grabbed the cup with 2 hands leaving the tent in my shorts.