Do you remember me? I'm Diva. I brought you food. I want to take you home with me."This seems to create more of a huddle."Diva, we are going to have t... get pushy," I march in and grab one of the women by the arm."We are going now!" I command.This at least gets them up and following me. Godiva frowns at my actions but she doesn't protest. We get the to the ladder."UP!" is my simple command.They meekly climb. At the top the huddle together looking around and blinking. The Compound is so different. Sebastian was glad to hear it. Now she was getting hooked and soon she will become a regular visitor to his bed. Now the rest of his idea needed to take place and Jordan provided the opening."So what is your idea with me and the boys from the garage?" She asked."Let's have a sandwich and I will explain it to you."Sebastian told her that she should invite Seth first. She should wear something sexy, sit him in the living room and give him a rum and coke. Then put on some music and dance sexy in. COME ON BITCH!” He held my head still and started to roughly fuck my mouth and throat. I’ve been sucking cock since I was 16 (34, now), so I know how to open my throat and take a pounding. Still, I played it up for my new, gay friend, making sure to fill the room with grunts and groans, as well as the occasional “gag”. I was alternatingly pulling my nipples, sucking hard, and working my tongue when Lee groaned out “Ohh...I’m almost there...” He pulled my hair, trying to get me off his cock.. I am as close to being a nymphomaniac as you can get without really being one. I think I am one, but my doctor says I'm not. Sex is like a drug to me and I have to have it, and not just some, but a lot. There never has been a man in my life who could take care of me by himself. A lot have said they could and a lot have tried, but no one ever has. I know you wonder why I'm not married. I'm good looking, good company, a good cook and a great piece of ass so I shouldn't have any trouble finding a.