"Say, 'fuck me, Brad' and I'll shove it in," he said."Brad, just put it in and make love to me," I replied.Brad was the closest I ever had to a boyfri...nd. I wanted to be loved; I wanted Brad to love me. Here I was naked in front of him, showing him how much I wanted him."Say it! Say, 'fuck me, Brad, give me your cock.'"I was quite drunk by then and just wanted some sexual relief. I really did think that Brad liked me. After all he did bring me to this party."Okay, Brad, fuck me. Fuck me now." I. I finished cleaning her, got up again, gave her a kiss and went back out to send Mike in. There was no reason for me to bother with clothing, just about every 30 minutes I was going in to clean up Ashleys body from the cum the guys left behind. Mike was watching TV this time and John was nowhere to be found. Just for the fun of it I walked over to Mike and told him Ashley was ready for him. As he stood I dropped to my knees in front of him, and pulled his shorts to the floor. His flaccid cock. No doubt she knew that I was already fully aware of the delights my body could offer me, and I would have had to have been blind not to notice that I was already commanding a considerable amount of male attention, something which I confess I played up to as much as I could, always wearing the skimpiest and most revealing of outfits if I thought I could get away with it. I had discovered my emergent sexuality and the power that went with it, but something in my mothers teaching must have struck. When she came, she made sweet sweet sounds that suggested that it had been long pent-up.My cock was starting to recover and Mistress Bella pointed it out to her. Mistress Leelee, looked at Mistress Hannah and asked, "Can I fuck his cock?" Mistress Hannah seemed surprised, but told her that of course she could, but explained that it still might not last long."I have some techniques of my own for that," Mistress Leelee said. She pulled a condom and a small elastic pony tail ring from her purse..