He had been watching from cover for most of the evening and had seen no-one come or go except for the stunning pocket Venus who sat patiently on the b...nch by the path, dressed as though for a smart dinner party.Alexandra looked up expectantly at the huge, bearded, wild-haired man striding straight towards her.“You are bold” Dmitri told her “or mad”.“I am well prepared for this meeting” she replied, levelly. “I have made sure of what will happen if I do not return safely”. He sat down next to. She raised her head and looked down. One strap crossed her chest and pulled firmly under her arms, a second strap was cinched tight across her lower abdomen and buckled down over her hips. With every ounce of strength in her frightened body, Carolyn strained to free herself. Nothing moved except the bulge of muscles across her stomach and shoulders, pulling until they screamed She was totally helpless... unless... if her hands were free?... again she tensed and tried desperately to pull her. I ask, “Who is Robert, the guy with the small cock?” Hank replies no that is Raffaele workout buddy. Robert is an older (50-60) guy with pepper hair with a very long tongue.I tell him I do not recall Robert and can he explain that evening to me in more details. Hank explains that Raffaele is Tom’s sugar daddy keeping him employed and rewarding him for “sexual encounters.” Raffaele is wealthy from an Italian Jewish business family (real estate and financial stuff) but is a “strange deviant.”. I squirmed, clinching my legs around him and just took it. The first dude started fucking me, it felt so great. So indescribable, I felt so horny and slutty but I wanted it so bad for some reason…knowing how bad this whole situation looked. A line formed behind him, 11 other dudes (Yes more showed up) were waiting to have unprotected raw sex with me. I was taking it, moaning like a whore feeling ever inch of this dudes cock inside me. Then they started their rotation, the first dude pulled out.