Within 1 hour I was leading them back to my London apartment.We all entered and I stood in the middle of my lounge surrounded my three horny teenagers...who all had visible erections.The boys did not need any encouragement. They pounced on me straight away – pawing and grabbing at me. They were not interested in any form of foreplay and just wanted to rip my clothes off.'Stop' I ordered. 'Guys, you can have me any way you like. I'll fuck you in any position and do anything you want. But one. Constantly exposed to heat — the temperature becomes normal and bearable; constantly exposed to cold the body adapts as well. Adapt or die isn't just a bumper sticker. The bitch is the tool that ensures a species survival is the same one that tends to kill people like me. Under constant threat of death, the mind adapts and becomes comfortable in its environment. It becomes like slipping into a hot bath, the sting of heat followed by the relaxing of tension and total immersion, it can be like. The girl didn't know exactly what to do, what to expect. She relied on instinct and she just sank to her knees on the hard stone floor. She was breathless, light-headed. She had "dressed" for them. Her sleeveless black vest laced up the front. Her tits bulged against the leather laces. Under the vest she had put on a 28 AA cup mini bra. The straps had been tightened so severely, it lifted her 32 EE cup tits to a nearly impossible position under equally impossible pressure. It hoisted her. She walked towards the sun and was just passing my house when I was at the front fence and I watched carefully so as not to give away my behaviour her erect nipples sliding up and down the inside of the soft, white fabric. Oh my god how she turned me on! But then this woman, this harlot, this beautiful, cock-teasing slut who has never done anything wrong by any man and did not deserve such names, this whore stopped just twenty feet from me with the sun ahead and the light streaming through her.