.................................................................................................................................................................................... "Honey, can you take out the trash? I asked you to do this 2 and a half hours ago!" Ugh. The life I live. The name's Raymond, but you can call me Ray. I'm 26, and the woman you just heard whining about the trash is Hana, my girlfriend of 7 years, and recently turned fiance. She's 25, and we met in college. Well, she. Kim says a bigger cock might hurt so he's just right." I can't imagine that fitting in me," she said.Melissa was about to get a visual demonstration of how easily my cock fit into a freshman girl's pussy. Tiffany lay down and I climbed on top."Over here," said Elizabeth. She and Melissa moved behind us near our feet.I kissed Tiffany's nipples and she moaned deliciously. I slid up and our tongues met while at the same time my cock slid inside. Tiffany gasped air into my mouth."See?" said. "Very!" replied Vickie, regaining her breath and composure and easing Laurel away."More? Or would you prefer to sample something else. I have a young Australian girl..." No, this one is fine, but I really prefer privacy." Of course, just through those doors," directed the master pointing across the room."You will go with her, pleasure her in any way she wishes!" commanded the master to Laurel."Yes, Master," responded Laurel, her head and eyes downcast.Vickie tried to spot Donnie as Laurel led. He leaned forward. The guy was impressive, I admit that. He wasn't scowling but he wasn't smiling either. The large person who'd appeared seemingly out of nowhere to sit at the adjacent table wasn't any more welcoming. I didn't know his name, but I recognized one of Mr. Z's security guys. Did he think I was a threat?"Hello, Sam."At least he was willing to admit he knew my name."Hello, Mr. Z."More silence. Jesus. Was I supposed to just talk? And say what, if I did? "I'm not going to hurt Hebe".