She collapsed onto the blanket; her sarong was bunched up next to her. An hour later she feels herself being rolled onto her back. She looks up at me... I had the glazed look of lust upon my face again. " Please John...not yet...please..." She pleads in vain, as I positioned myself between her legs again. " Oooh...I don't want to do this... John ...John...John." She cried out when I slammed my thick cock back inside of her impatiently. I was up on my arms and she watched mesmerised as my black. He gave it another try. "What a wonderful sight to come home to. Mind if I join in?" Later," Jessie said brusquely, and went back to enjoying Sophia's tongue."Sophie?" Warren said. Sophia didn't say a word. Warren turned and left the apartment, and went upstairs. "Hi, Warren," Ellen greeted him."Hey, Ellen. Where's Betsy?" She pointed towards the playpen, where Betsy was playing happily. "When did she eat last?" Just about an hour ago." Good. I think I'll take her for a walk." Something wrong?". The outfit I had chosen consisted of two pieces. One was an old cut off Tee Shirt that I had worn when I was ten (Before I had breasts) and was now way way way too tight. But when I put in on, the look was exactly what I wanted. The cutoff left most of my tummy bare, and although it covered my breasts, it was tight enough that the outline of my nipples was very clear through the thin fabric.I chose panties that were skimpy, low cut bikinis, and semi transparent. Checking myself in the. We entered the room and a man approached me from behind and removed the hood from my head.As my eyes adjusted to the dim light, I noticed that we were in what looked like the royal box of a Victorian theatre. I could see below us a number of naked men sitting watching a show on the stage, before I could see what they were watching, my eyes were filled with the face of a beautiful blond man, in his mid-twenties, who was approaching me. He grabbed my face and began kissing me, I responded and was.