He carries himself like the ex-naval officer that he is – Falkland war veteran and all. He can be a pain at cocktail parties after a few too many dr...nks - he starts assuming the alpha male role as he did this night. I’m a senior lecturer at a top London University with seven books and over a hundred academic papers to my name on economics – but I don’t blather on about it.He walked over to the chair where I was sitting and commented about the Sky News presenter – how she had cock sucking lips.. I'll do it... I will... oohh... I will!" shrieked Isabel."Suck Magog's cock, you mean?" smiled Vesta. "Oh yes ... you'll do that alright. You'll do it beautifully. But later. After I've had you fucked silly." No... oooooo!" It was Isabel's last despairing cry. For the first of the men was already up on the contrivance, kneeling, and clasping Isabel's flanks. Her cry changed to a choking gasping-gurgle as a rampant organ thrust brutally into her.The procession was relentless. Some took only a. I gave him a proposal of including Shweta in our weekend plan. I was amused at his reactions as any other young boy would be so willing to take up the threesome invitation. I feel its any guys dream to see two nude women going after him.I called up shweta and somehow managed to convince her that I would be back by tomorrow as an urgent concern regarding office came up much to the delight of Rohit. I asked him why he was happy to which his grin got wider and I wondered what his plan was. He took. I think what started it all off was when I offered to carry her bag for her as it was the polite thing to do. It seemed to escalate from there.About a month later we were sitting in my bedroom talking, suddenly she said to me "You know you always carry my bags?, Well that kind of makes you my slave, and slaves should lick their mistresses boots" I laughed at her, but she wasn't laughing, she looked straight at me and said "'I'm serious, lick my boots now". I had no idea what to do, why was she.