‘Just don’t let all this popularity go to your head Cuz!’ Roz was wearing a silk nightshirt I had bought her with the some of the advance money....It was a dark maroon color with a plunging neckline that showed off her gorgeous cleavage, to my advantage. The shirt came just short of covering her ass, and was very form fitting. Other than that, she wore nothing but a smile for me, when we had a chance to be alone. Roz always chastised me about the gifts I bought for her, saying I had better things. Wo boli bhai ab main itni short dress pahankr jawan ladke me sath soungi to koi namard hi hoga jo kch na kate,ab main samajh gya tha bahan v wahi chahti thi jo main,fr maine bola to pta chal gya na ki tera bhai mard hai boli av kha pahle prove to kro maine bola it’s k, fr maine pucha jb tmhe koi problem ni hai to mjhe pussy kyu ni touch karne do to boli mere budhu bhai av mere period chal rha hai ar main ni chahti me mere bhai ka hath ganda ho,ye sun kr main ar excited hogya ar udas v wo boli. I can tell you like being used. You are a natural cock slut.” He pulled his cock out of my mouth and began massaging his big fat balls with my very wet mouth. I slowly stroke his wet cock with my hand and place his hard on back in my very willing mouth. “I bet your boy cunt is still wet isn’t it? It turns me on to think that your fuck hole has the two other mens loads in there. They couldn’t get enough of that sweet boy cunt… and neither can I.” I had to piss again but I didn’t want to. And considering that some seedy old man had given me seedier directions, this is perhaps not much of a shock. I kept coming back to a bar for some reason, although again, perhaps not much of a shock. Well…I mean all this walking was thirsty work. And I was pretty freaking cold so… Of course I headed for the bar. And I was ten percent happier upon reaching the inside of it. It was warm, and there was an air of good cheer. A couple eyes fell on me as I headed for the nearest barstool, but they.