”He moved his chair closer to me. He looked me up and down.“You look good Julie.” He said.As he said this, he put his hands on my shoulders and ...an them down my arms.“Your blouse is clean and pressed.”This was so intimate. He was flirting with me. Seducing me.Then he used the lever on the chair to lower the chair he was sitting in several inches. Then he put his hands on my the hips of my gingham skirt. He looked me in the eyes and said,“I require men to wear a tie at all times, and woman to. She arrived and the day went pretty smooth. We talked and prepared for the storm that was just a few hours away. After we finished dinner she was leaning on the bar and I walked up behind her and started rubbing her shoulders. She said that was nice and just lightly moaned as I was rubbing her back. Under her breath I heard her say it would be nice to have the front rubbed to. I pretended like I had not heard it and continued to rub down her back. When my finger reached to bottom of her shirt. For the next two hours I lay in the dark listening to cocksucker’s abuse. Piss-Master fed him the evening worth of piss, causing him to gag. Piss-Master had him spend a half hour riming his ass, fucked him endlessly, and eventually shot down his throat, tossing him off the bed to sleep on the floor. Cocksucker whimpered like a struck puppy. Following my canine-analogy, he was the last sled dog now, destined to look at my ass for the remainder of the ride. Piss-Master stretched out and was soon. Prakash had started getting rough and was fucking my mouth now. Nikhil moved up and put his dick in my pussy and started fucking me. My boobs were jiggling, as I was getting fucked hard, in my pussy and my mouth. I was loving it, playing with Prakash’s balls as well.Getting fucked like a slut, by my brother’s friends was turning me on so much and making me feel like a complete nympho. My boobs felt so good, and Nikhil dick tasted fantastic. My pussy was stretching to Prakash’s dick, creaming.