’ ‘Ty, Giselle is my, uh, girlfriend not my card playing buddy. She’s here for looks. We need you. Stakes are high tonight . . . Carter brought ...ome Tequila.’ ‘Naw, get Giselle to play. Holly and I are having a business discussion. Besides, I hate Tequila.’ ‘What business could you have with Holly, unless it has to do with uses for her body?’ ‘Thanks, Mark.’ ‘You’re more than welcome.’ ‘We’re going to open a restaurant together, man. In the building my grandparents built on Fourth Street a. I knew I had a gorgeous body, never bragged about it, but I knew my body got me what I wanted here and there, I have to admit using it, but I was not a hooker. At that moment, my major problem was being broke; I had no money on me what so ever. I noticed the man closely looking me up and down, as if he was checking my body, but in a nice way somehow. He was trying not to be noticeable, but I noticed that. As I have mentioned earlier, I am not a hooker, but I sure was dressed like one, I was. Your boobs are the dream of every guy.Reshma – Why are u waiting for my dear. Give me a good massage to it then.I touched her boobs and started pressing with both hands. I squeezed and massaged both round boobs in a flow. She couldn’t control, and directly put her hand on my cock on underwear. She said “This is not fair. You are seeing my every part, and you are still in the dress. Remove this. When you are touching my boobs, ass, I also should hold your cock“. I said “Sure Reshma, Here it is”. The fifth one only got a soft moan, as she was almost comatose once again. "Take her outside to the garden." We picked up the table and carried it, with her still tied to it, out and set it down. "Sue, water her." Susan looked worried at my change of her name but quickly did as she was told. Dorothy came to her senses moaning and groaning with the pain of her ravaged cunt and the water going over the bruises and wounds covering her ass. She wasn't struggling.I looked at Susan and said, "Who is.