’ ‘You seem to know how to keep them, John. None of the girls I meet seem to last beyond a couple of dates,’ Simon said, taking a long pull on h...s pint. ‘You’ve got to want them to last, young’un,’ replied John. ‘A girl can sense when you’re not planning on keeping her – I mean, even I can see it when we go out. Half the time it seems you can barely be bothered to learn their names!’ ‘Hey, I’m not that bad!’ ‘You most certainly are! Don’t you realise that a girl can tell? The only girl you’ve. I squirmed slightly as his finger glided past my pleasure spots as he worked it in to his knuckles. "Oh, little girl. Your baby pussy is so tight." I could hear my juicy pussy making squishy noises as he worked his finger in and out, finding my g-spot as he went. As he worked it in circles inside me, he squeezed his left index finger inside as well."Ohhhhhh...." I moaned, as his two fingers spread me about as wide as my ex-boyfriend's dick could. But then he flipped them sideways inside me and. Jack told me it was speed. “It will help them stay awake tonight,” he said. We served them and then returned to his study where we poured glasses of bourbon after snorting another line of coke.I didn’t cum anymore that night. But we did fuck until the sun came up. We did every threesome possible. Along the way, he slipped more powder into their drinks. More speed and “heavy-duty painkiller.” Jack gave some of that to him and me as well. We ass-fucked both of the girls forever with no. “On the very day Sierra turned eighteen, he decided his gift to her would be the most amazing sexual experience she would ever have.” She opened the basement door, leading him by the hand down the stairs, to his daughter. She was on some sort of convex bondage table, on her back, hands duct taped to her ankles underneath her and the table. She had been coated with some kind of hot oil. There was one man on either side of her that he didn’t recognize, sucking each of her young breasts. They.