At her cunt he found my cock sticking out through her legs. He grabbed my cock and started stroking it, then he rubbed it along Carol's cunt lips. I... felt wonderful. My insecurities were long forgotten in the heat of our lust.Carol groaned louder, "Ahhhh, fuck, fuck, my god." John took my cock and put it at the entrance to Carol's cunt. I shuffled my hips forward and I was in her wet, warm, welcoming cunt. Carol started flexing her hips, riding on my cock. I slid deeper and deeper into. And she is good at her job. Ganga used to visit me, when I was alone, to borrow books. She was interested in reading romantic novels and I had lot of them in my home library. It was in one of such visits that I had enjoyed the sumptuous body of Ganga, who was more than willing to share the carnal pleasure with me. On that fortunate day, a Sunday, Ganga came to my house to return the novel she had borrowed. She was dressed in a light blue synthetic sari which was semi transparent revealing her. We danced for another hour, enjoyed several excellent drinks and savored the exhilarating atmosphere of Creatrice. Then I felt a hand draw my face down. A breathless, urgent whisper in my ear bade me follow. She led me slowly through the tightly knotted but still pulsing crowd to the far wall. There stood a powerfully built man who might have been the club’s bouncer. Like Chiara, the owner, he towered over us but one glance from Tamsin made him bow his head and smile amiably. He stepped aside. She did not enjoy the humiliation that I did, but she wanted the pain, the bondage, the servitude.I thought about her, and I compared her to me. Her home life was not anything like mine. She had very strict parents who seemed to want to keep her a baby forever. They did not let her do all the things that a teenager wanted. I thought about how I was feeling before I asked Jeff for the Favor, and I realized that when Anne went away to college, she might end up even worse than I was afraid I.