Alyce watched in amazement. She had never experienced anyone so absentminded. It was almost funny. Hell, it would have been funny, if it wasn't happen...ng to her. “Hey! HEY! Remember me?” she called out. “Oh, yeah! We can help,” Tim said. “Yes. Yes. We can help, alright,” Tom said, “We can help for a price, that is.” “Of course, and what would that price be?” Alyce inquired. “Well...since you have no more of that sweet nectar on your fingers, we want to make some more,” Tom said, no longer. Teri choot to bahut mast hai mazza aah gaya. He was now into a fast tempo, sinking his prick fully in and taking it almost out. Rahul placed his hand on her mouth. She sighed with her mouth closed with his hand as her vagina stretched to the fullest to accommodate him. She was moaning with his hand on top of her mouth as the tip of his cock drove all the way to her cervix again and again. Rahul seemed to carry on and on involuntarily she had locked her ankles around is back and her moaning. She wanted to impress Ken. She had on the same clothes she had when she first met him three years ago. She wore the same ear rings. Her long black hair was in a pony tail, like it was then.That evening, three years ago, she had not intended to be picked up. She had gone to a club on Wisconsin Avenue in Washington, DC with a girl friend wanting only to have a few drinks, and maybe meet someone. She met Ken. He was several inches taller than her, charming, and good looking. Because he was well. How could they take you when they were giving you all of their attention?You went back to your table. All eyes followed you. You picked up your glass and took a drink. You looked back and I saw a moment's hesitation and then you sat and turned to face the pool table. You slowly crossed your legs, but not before allowing them a glimpse up your skirt.It was if they were suddenly in slow motion. Then all movement stopped as their eyes aimed at your pantied V. Only after your leg obscured the view.