I was like watching Preeti Zinta her shorts were really sexy, and I could see the lace of her Bra, It was Black in colour. My rookie was already hard,...and it had swelled to its 6 1/2 Inch. I asked her to lie on her stomach and she did.I took oil in my hand and poured on her legs and thighs and the first touch with my hands, I could feel a electricity passing through me. I kept massaging her legs and went further up her thighs and then I did what evenI didn’t think off, with all my courage I. I resist the urge to stroke quickly for the fast relief I would normally try to achieve, but instead, I remove my hand from my throbbing dick. Savoring the arousal, I leave it swinging proud and free in the coolness of the night air. With care I move back to my view point. My eyes are drawn to the two bodies in the middle of the mass. They are face to face, black raven tresses falling forward into a paler chestnut flowing mane. Bold red lips press against the lighter pink set, occasionally. "He did that too, with a tomahawk, to show what it was like. Held it right on the table there." She sniffed and sat up very straight. "But I would not tell them or do what they want." What do they want?" Foster asked, sounding confused."The money, of course," she sighed, "and they want me to live up there, in my own bedroom, with my own clothes, and swive them, be their harlot, whore, mistress, whatever you'd call it. To do it willingly." She tugged at her iron collar, rotating the joint from. . da... date... Toe...Toe... Tony tonight.” “You’re an asshole.” “How could you date that idiot?” “He’s really cute and has an amazing smile. Have you seen his Abs? You always say I’m superficial. He was all looks and no substance.” Ignoring me Mark continued, “Then you moved on to Mason. I don’t know if you moved up or down on the dating scale with Mason. The guy’s fucking huge. A Defensive End, well, he was the entire Defensive Line. I mean people had to clear the hallway when he walked.