Here is a man of wealth and status, standing naked on a $2,000 couch, a red petrol can lying on the floor beside him, emptied of its contents only mom...nts ago. On the table in front of him, his clothes are neatly folded and stacked, his cell phone beside them. He holds in his hand a packet of cheap matches, which he could strike to life at any moment and turn the room into an blazing inferno. It would an absurd scene to any onlooker, with her draped in a fur shawl and evening gown by the door,. Every shred of confidence Tyler had musteredup earlier had vanished when that greasy-haired man grabbed the fleshabove Tyler's stocking top. He could still feel the hand there on hisleg, clammy and reptilian."Idiot," Jackson said, approaching the body on the floor. She waved atsomeone at the back of the lounge, and several men walked forward aftera few seconds. They, along with Tyler's savior, were all from the backtable where the woman drinking the cosmopolitan sat. Four of these mengrabbed. As I pushed my cock in, saliva oozed out. I couldn’t imagine any of the girls my own age doing this. Actually, I couldn’t imagine any women doing this except Mrs Hotter, which made it all the more delicious. By the time Mrs Hotter twisted her head again, I wasn’t terribly far from cumming.With her mouth and chin sloppy with saliva, Mrs Hotter stared at me with deranged eyes. “I’d have let you shoot your load down my throat if I wasn’t so eager for you to fuck my dripping pussy,” she said.This. "Preaching to the choir, but regardless of intention, weknow something they didn't want us to know. They just aren't going to beokay with that. Especially since we were sneaking around doing stuffthey felt we shouldn't be doing." Yeah," Cory said as he shoved his hands into his pockets and trudgedforward. Robert didn't like being around Cory when he got into thesemopey moods. He couldn't blame Cory for being a bit depressed though.Cory had met a girl who seemed to be into all the same things as.