How could I ?Why have I been waiting so long?I'm no longer hoping for a sequel, wonderful evenings. Settled down on a large armchair, putting herself ...n order after a blow job. The pen twitched, then more and more, we fell silent. Dan got dressed and went out, said he would be back soon. The exhibition is over, he accompanied people, the music went quiet a. I put on a dress and was about to leave. Well, it was and was, what now. Den came back, grabs me on the shoulder and left the studio, put. Gemma didn’t say much about her plans and I needed to wait a day to know about it. The next day Gemma, my bro and I went a little far outside the city to a small mountain side. She took us to a club, which was private but Gemma had signed us up the previous day.When we entered the club, a teenager may be sixty-something was dancing to a song in a bra, panty and high heels. My brother and I were a little shocked. Gemma took us to a nearby table and ordered some drinks. Then she said that it was. I thrust faster, moaning as I felt her clenching me yet again, cumming around my cock and her fingers. And after she gave along deep moan signaling her climax was finished I whispered that I was almost there.Linda pulled her hips away from me and I felt myself slip out as she pushed me back, sinking quickly to her knees. She dove down quickly, taking the head and first few inches of my cock into her mouth as her right hand wrapped around the base and started to stroke quickly. And only a few. Both were naked. Her head ached and her body was sore and bruised. Sophie did not remember the end of the evening. She had drunk a lot of scotch to dull the shame and pain the four men—fueled up on pills and booze—had inflicted on her and Priscilla. She had done her best to protect the younger woman by playing the whore but to little purpose. Priscilla's genuine howls and her tearful pleas for mercy were what Ben and Doug wanted rather than Sophie's affected willing enthusiasm for perverse.