The liquor loosened our inhibitions, and before either of us knew what was going on, we were completely naked and from there, nature simply took over....ohn quickly fell asleep, or passed out, I don’t really know for sure, which. It had been a great experience, but for whatever reason, I felt guilty, not for having sex, but for leaving out Jim, who was my best buddy.John was dead asleep and there was no waking him up, so I stealthily tip-toed to Jim’s room. I pushed the bedroom door open. I could. ” I said. “Oh really?” Rodney giggled. “Do you know what they call me?” I laughed. “Naw. I just know you a big time stripper around the way. What they call you?”he whispered with arrogance. “Kitten is what they call me, and if you work this body right...” I paused while running my hands up and down my body.“I’ll purr for you anytime... For the right price that is.” Without another word, I got into bed with Rodney and told him to relax. I propped up three pillows and told him to rest his head.. I walked him to the training pen, put him in and shut the door. Then I waved over to Carl. The moment he got out, Slash retreated to the far corner and turned to face him. As Carl walked up, Slash bared his teeth. ‘Man, he is big, isn’t he? He don’t look very damned friendly, either.’ ‘He is friendly with me.’ I looked at Slash, told him to sit. He instantly sat down, but kept his teeth bared. ‘So. You say he doesn’t ever get out?’ Carl asked. ‘He is free to come and go as he pleases, he just. That realization made me go crazy as I knew that somehow, someone who shouldn't be fucking me was fucking me, and they were fucking me right in my own kitchen.I groaned loudly as I felt the strange cock slide inside of me. I didn't care about anything in the world at that point except getting fucked. The stranger pounded his dick in me so hard that I was sometimes lifted off of the floor by his thrusting. He slid his hands down and mauled my tits as he fucked me. I came harder than I ever had.