"Now do it again but keep it more time inside you," I said.She plunged forward and swallowed it completely one more time, this time keeping it almost ...hirty seconds inside of her. This beauty was not so different from my s!sters after all. I grabbed her arms and threw her over the bed, pulling her panties off. I noticed that she was so excited that she was dripping like a waterfall. I moved forward and jammed my cock inside of her cunt as hard as I could. She screamed with pleasure and wrapped. I entered a booth with him hot on my heels and fed some money into the video player while he locked the door. As the sound of porn spilled out of the booth, I pressed up near him and let my breasts spill out as I gave him a long, hushed, sultry, come-get-me version of "Hiiii there." Although he was obviously nervous, he wasted no time in getting his mouth on my puffy nipples, his hands reaching under my dress to cup my ass and feel the wet, warmth of my pussy. I wasn't delaying either, knowing. So he did. He pulled my shorts down with such ferocity that my underwear (although he did not intend to) CAME OFF as well.Up to this day I was not able to replicate that feeling. I was numb, stunned, very shocked at what happened. My shorts were as far down as my toes. And my penis, my deepest secret was in full view to both my best friends. It did not help that I just got off the water minutes ago. My cock that is usually 1.5 inch flaccid looked like an acorn hiding around a bush. My balls. Everyone heard it and tuned in at least once a day (often more). Then after a month the sound and visuals changed. With no warning, everyone found themselves compelled to go to a computer, or call a phone number. Everyone did. No-one could resist, no-one wanted to. It seemed like the most natural thing in the world to do what was asked by the channel.When they visited the website or rang the number they were asked a long series of questions covering everything from name and DoB to bank details.