This is today's image." Ken looked at the 3D they sent. Twomodels were posed together, one in black and one in red. They wereperfect twins of the girl... that had gotten him out of bed. Their posesand the expressions on their face were extremely provocative - a farcry from the identical expressions of concern on the faces of hisclient. Or was that clients?Ken sighed. "Okay, okay. I'll ask Lyle Harrison to see you... both...first thing tomorrow." He shook his head at his clients. "Why did Iever. I make a mental note to search the web to see how it's done. I lean down, lick the shaft, then engulf the whole thing into my mouth. Sucking, tonguing I savor ever inch of the sweet, salty, gooey, dog-cock.My free hand is in my throbbing cunt again, encircling the clit, pulling it, and then sliding deep inside my hot-wet-throbbing hole.Then it happens, his cock head grew so big that I thought it would burst. I grab the knot, close my lips tightly around the shaft, and begin milking his. After arriving at our friend's place which was in the richer part of town, we parked and went inside and downstairs to see everyone. There weren't quite as many guys there are I had thought would be, at most 6 or 7, cards tables were setup throughout the furnished basement while drinks and snacks were crowded on a folding table. Soon after arriving everyone started up poker, me not being a gambler or really a card player, sat and played video games for a while. My soda intake finally hit my. “Would you tell your parents,” she asked, then paused, then continued,” If I pulled your shorts down and screwed the ever living hell out of you?”My heart stutter stepped and I lamely shook my head.“Am I scaring you?” She suddenly asked and quit grinding. Instead of responding, I simply jerked my waist upwards. At this, she smiled and continued grinding.“Do you want to have sex?” She asked, “Don’t feel pressured.”I just nodded.“Is that yes you’re being pressured or yes you want to fuck?” She.