I felt my cheeks flush as the words left my mouth. “Wow! Well is this your treat or mine?” he said, beaming. “We want to make the evening spec...al,” said JJ. “Phew! Ya’ll making me hot!” “That’s the idea,” I said. “And we have no inhibitions,” said JJ, coolly. “You make it hard for a guy to say no.” “Well, you’re half right,” I said. “Eh? Oh yeah! Cheeky.” “Well let’s go spend some of our winnings on a nice room then,” said JJ. We stood up and Tray stood between us, his arms round our. As one besotted guest put it, those blue eyes shone more brightly than any diamond and the Princess's golden hair, and white arms and shoulders reflected the light even more dazzlingly than the many jewels with which she was so lustrously and lavishly bedecked.The haughty Princess, secure in the knowledge that she and her closest friend, but especially she, were the object of everyone's adulation basked contentedly in the admiration she was so clearly receiving. Even the homosexual King could. I want the non-rich women as they are sexy, have like perfect boob shape and structure.But to my fate, my friend was going to Singapore with his parents on a business trip. He had told me about it, and I was upset. He belongs to one of the hospital owners kid in Hyderabad. A rich one and pretty famous. I hate my college girls as they look like shit, and hate the girls with so much makeup.My other friend who is into the film industry was approached by this anchor on the sets of shooting by her. "OOOOOOWWWWWWWW, FUCKKKKKK! GOD DAMN YOU'RE KILLING ME! OOOOOWWWWW!"I swear that when it came out of her it did so with an audible, "SPLOPSQUISH". Her abused cunt meat was in bad shape. Still splayed open unbelieveably wide, her pussy gushed a torrent of backed up cunt sump, piss, and churned fuck froth all over the bed. It gushed, then flowed, then trickled as she lay there whimpering. There were streaks of blood in the mixture so it was obvious she had torn something in her frenzy. I thought.