The boots were made of dark blue leather. They were light-colored enough that they were unmistakably blue, so maybe I should've said "rich blue". I'm ...ot a girl, so you'll have to forgive me (you'll never see that sentence anywhere else in this autobiography).The boots rose to what I'll call "quarter-upper-thigh", stopping a little above her knees, at a level that was halfway to her mid-thigh (I'm sure there's a name for that length, but I'm still not a girl). From a couple of inches below the. "Hey, Ryan, how about a reverse race? Let's see who can hold out the longest." Without waiting for my reply, Ernie stood and dropped his jeans and shorts. I stared; Ernie's bigger than me and so his cock is fatter. Nothing to embarrass me, just something to make me shudder at the thought of having it up my ass. I stripped as he had and began to slowly stroke my pecker. My eyes jumped back and forth between the whores on the screen and the loaded weapon on Ernie's lap."That's not fair, Ernie.. We then entetred in my room where rittu was sitting enjoying her drinks.She was surprised to see another man with me and I then told rittu that this is Mr gupta and he is a famous film producer.He has liked u and on seeing you he has offered some film roles for you.Rittu has done some modeling assignments before and she was thrilled about the offer Mr gupta was giving to her.I took rittu to a side and told her that she should fully cooperate with guptaji but she could not understand what I was. I balanced on my hands and moaned obscenely loud. He swirled his tongue around it and sucked making the sweetest little sounds. I was soaking wet.He switched to the one he’d been pinching and started pinching the wet one.“Oh…” I groaned bucking my hips into his.He laughed, “You like that? I could do this all day, do you think I could get you off by sucking them?”I could only writhe and gasp in response, he reversed our positions putting me on my back. He gazed down at me. I unbuttoned my shorts.