He was tired of the same old scenes, the stuffy parties, the fake smiles, the rude comments…all of it. He wanted simple. He wanted to come home, cha...ge into a pair of shorts and watch the game without having to worry about the next dinner engagement, or keeping his high maintenance fiance entertained. The last thought gave him a stab of guilt. Although she was definitely annoying, childish and high maintenance, he still felt like an asshole for getting carried away with Lili. He had never done. . "You've got a very nice figure yourself, Lily," she announced softly, taking the woman's arm."Do you really think so?" Oh yes! You're a very beautiful woman... you just have a less flashy style than I do."Lily beamed at the fervent compliment and allowed Cindy to lead her down off the verandah and over to where a sand-and-pine needle path let through the heavy conifers toward the private lakefront beach. The pretty brunette felt warmer now than she had before, waiting, and her pussy seemed to. But the massage girl simply said, “Don’t worry, just relax.”I knew the motions to be done and simply lay down naked on my stomach for to start. The older stocky man came and took my permission to start Vennila’s session. Vennila was lying face down without clothes, just like me. The oil massage started, and the long-haired girl came in already nude.She turned me around in no time and asked me if I would like to try something new by myself. , and she accepted. The tall girl bent on her knees. I know. I’m an evil bastard. Save the insults for someone who cares. You are still reading, with either a cock stone-hard with anticipation or a cunt wet as fuck with a secret desire to be next. No matter how you protest, you’re as sick a fuck as I am. Embrace it, if just for the story. I guarantee you’ll get off if your let yourself.So, there I was with Teresa trapped against the wall. Terrified and defeated, waiting to see what I would do to her and hoping against hope she might yet live to.