Tracey took some time to realise where she was or where she wasnt! She wasnt in her own bed, In fact, she had no idea whose bed she was in. Then the r...ality of yesterday struck her, when she looked down and saw the blood on the inside of her thighs and felt the pain between her legs and deep in her anal passage. The reality hit her like a bad dream but it was all too real. She had been fucked, sucked, gang-raped, abused you name it. She went to get up off the foreign, smelly bed but was unable. The business proposals mostly went to Pat, though if he thought I should, I sat in and listened and offered my opinion if it was asked for. Some of the others came across as earnest, and I answered their questions as best I could.One or two came across as slimy or grasping, and to those people I just pretended not to know how it was done, saying it just came naturally. One lady offered to sleep with me if I could teach her the shield trick, but frankly, I would rather have masturbated.The party. And it's Lauren if we're going to be informal. But I am looking forward to our tour. I've read all your books and I'm a big fan, as is my family. You do what few authors can do, and that's make history really interesting." That's kind of you to say so, Lauren. There's my luggage," he said, moving to the turntable.The two women led Cam to where a limo was waiting for them. Despite the late afternoon traffic, they were barely twenty minutes before arriving at the hotel."I'm staying here as well,. It was a faster pace than James had been introduced to the night before. He pushed into her and pleasure rippled through him, but that was not all. The feeling of Vicki pushing back gave a new dimension. At the same time, it was more difficult to hold back, to prolong the session, which he wanted to do. He found it impossible to release the abandon of the dance although he felt his climax boiling to the surface. They continued until James poured himself out inside her, groaning in pleasure as.