I had started to get a semi at the thought of this older guys fucking my gorgeous girlfriends cunt in front of me. But that would never happen. Would ...t? As I walked over to the bar Holly barely even noticed me, it was clear that she had been knocking back the drinks. A large pile of those crappy plastic cups they serve your drinks in on holiday decorated the bar and the smell of rum and Coke lingered on her lips and she finally spotted me and gave me a kiss. The guy was married and had arrived. As she came, I grabbed her by the waist and kissed her deeply. I began undressing her then and there. I took off her top and fondled with her boobs and then sucked at them for some time.Chaya was running her hand through my hair, pressing my head more and more into her chest. After about 2-3 minutes, I took off my pants and she did the same.Chaya’s glistening pinkish white pussy was in front of me now. But I turned her around, made her bend down, laid my body onto her and thrust my cock. You always don't appreciate or value my presence around you, or do you really?"He frowns and knits his brows at me. "What are you trying to tell me? That I am satanic and heartless." Those might be the right words and description to portray you, Mr. Hughes. You do think correct and bona fide of yourself, you know?" An hour after now, I want to talk to you in private. In the V.I.P longue that is. You and me—just the two of us; do you hear me?" No, I don't. You are whispering and murmuring things. I feel him move then I feel something warm on my back, his hands and something else, it takes a moment to realize he is kissing my scars. I am teetering on the edge of the abyss but I don’t want to leave yet, I love the feeling of his lips on my skin, the idea that he can heal my scars with his touch. Reality narrows until it is just us, just his warmth raining down upon my back, leaving a river of electricity in its wake. I begin to fall away from the world, ‘Could you ever love me?’ The words.