George placed his rough hands on Barbara’s shoulders staring directing into her eyes. Still Barbara didn’t say a word. She was getting excited tho...gh. She knew he was going to force himself on her. And she was going to let him. She was even getting wet between her legs thinking about his cock and Ray’s too. Was this the excitement she was looking for, being treated like a common street whore. George pushed on her shoulders forcing her down and she allowed him to do so. She went to her knees in. He brought an ice cube out of nowhere and placed it on her pussy over her already wet panty. She was shocked at this act even though it eventually turned out to be a pleasant surprise. He shifted to the front and continued his painting with ice over her waist. He stopped at her navel and kissed it.She was losing control and was craving for a rough ride already. He then advanced towards here blouse and squeezed both her boobs over her blouse. He unclipped the blouse clips and let it fall on the. Normally I turned into a stammering, red-faced wreck, but it was amazing how much confidence being able to stay soft and having four minds supporting each other provided.Annette was also surprised by my unexpected response. She replied with a weak, "No pretty girl would ever talk with you, Dork."One of my minds came up with the obvious reply, "You're talking to me, Annette."The audience's mocking laughter helped her realize my implication."You stupid dork. Come on girls, we've got better things. I am all yours tonight. Fuck me hard.. Hardd.. Ahhhhh.. Ahhhhh..”I pushed my dick inside her and started with slow jerks. Soniya moaned again. I increased my pace and started giving more thrusts. This Delhi massage girl had a tight pussy which looked like it was not used for a long time.“Ohhh Soniya.. Ahhhh.. Ahhhhh..” I was pushing my rod in and out with full force.“Ohhh Raj.. Ahhhh…. It is really big.. Ahhhhh.. Ohhhhhh.. Love you Raj..”, my masseur kept moaning.I maintained my pace and now my.