Maybe that’s why he’s so popular with his friends. If their girlfriends weren’t “satisfying” them, then Charlie would do it for them. A rela...ionship was the least of Charlie’s interest. As long as he got some action, he was happy. And his friends provided him with a great time! But now these were just memories to Charlie. As he sat there, trying to concentrate on some form of dull maths paper, he found those memories rolling over his mind again. And great, now he’s hard with no way of getting. Took one last look in the mirror, and walked out of the bathroom to proceed with Dan to the club for a little drinking and dancing. “You look beautiful tonight,” Dan said in the car. He reached over with his free hand and placed it on my thigh. He slipped his hand between my legs and into my still wet pussy. He quickly jammed his middle finger into my pussy, and started finger fucking me. Within blocks, I was dripping with cum from my second orgasm, all over the seat of his car. “Hope you have. She had to get Dom out of here so she could be mortified in peace. God, he’s going to think I live in a brothel, she thought miserably. ‘Look, Dom.’ She took his arm and tugged him toward the door, ‘I’m really sorry about this. I had no idea. You should go. It was nice of you to get me home but . . . .’ She gestured toward Cherie and the men, praying no one else was hiding in the kitchen. ‘But?’ he prompted. He couldn’t help but be amused at the whole situation. ‘But I’m incredibly embarrassed. But most times it was a bigger audience, wasn’t it, you fucking big tit nasty slut. You were the entertainment, men using your body as a live fuck doll, using you for their own pleasure, while other men watched as you allowed yourself to be degraded, your fuck holes abused, as they expended their enjoyment of you. You were their cum dump, as they stuffed their loads in your mouth, in your cunt, up your ass and over your tits.“How many, Maria Pardo? How many cocks have penetrated your holes, how.