When the doorbell chimed through the intercom, Jennifer asked George if he would mind being the butler as well as the bartender. ‘I think it must be...the entertainers.’ George retraced in reverse the path that he and Lonnie had taken earlier. Without missing a turn, he arrived at the front door of the mansion and opened it to face two young men dressed in black shirts and blue jeans. The men were almost identical in size and build, about six feet tall and very muscular. One had black hair and. I don't know how I'm ever gonna thank you."He straightened his sleeve cuffs again, and rolled his shoulders around in the jacket."No thanks necessary. It's just stuff. The real treasure is being able to make a grown man almost cry like a little bitch. Heh." Hey! You shut up about that. I had something in my eye." Riiight..."I wanted to give him a hug, but that's not exactly the manliest thing to do, so I just let the jacket hug him for me. He looked really damn comfortable in it. A moment. Its tiny swatches of fabric do little to conceal your full, thrusting breasts, or the firm shapely mounds of your buttocks. You run your fingers lightly over your taut skin for a moment, then lie down to let the sun's warmth fall on you. After a few moments,you decide to expose yourself completely to the brilliant blue sky, sliding the skimpy panties down off your long silky legs,and pulling off the bra to let your breasts bob freely, the nipples hardening in the gentle breeze. Opening a bottle. My friend tried it and she couldn’t walk for a week. Please, there must be something else. How about I suck you again? Maybe sex again? It was good, da?”“No Irina. You have such a nice ass. It needs to be fucked. Avril is clearly trying to make this easy on you, because she has put…well…let’s just say a lot of lube on. Consider that a good thing. Now get back on your hands and knees. It’s time to get sodomized.”She just sat on the bed, crying with her face in her hands. In the meantime, Avril.