Paul laughed, and said, "Now don't take this wrong, but I don't always look for a woman ... be honest with you men know how to take care of me better;...I don't consider myself "gay" but what goes on in Private is my business."I was embarrassed and he new it, but I said, "You are right "it's your business." After a couple more drinks, I began asking him more about his "private" life. I was not a unaware of what goes on, but never experienced anything. Paul began by saying, "I'm not making love to. ..I can picture her keeping my house...cooking, cleaning, andthen letting me fuck her!"Abdul and Jamal broke out in loud laughter.Malika was powerless to do anything. Even if she could speak, she wastoo drugged to reply, so all she could do was stare back meekly."I would love to hear your comments on bachabaze now," continued Abdulas he leaned close to her. "I mean you seemed so happy, so carefree asyou danced for all those men...flaunting your body for them...smilingseductively at them...did. I could see his balls hanging down several inches as they swayed back and forth. "Want to touch my cock? Would you like to taste it?" Art asked."No!" I said but I found I was having a hard time keeping my eyes off of it and the probing of my anal entry was feeling better all the time. Art pressed the button again and the probe stopped its jabbing motion but now kept advancing. I spread my hole but only entered a small amount. It slowly retreated and then pushed in again, a little deeper. ” Sarah glanced down to see the trail of water which began at the tips of her dark hair but had journeyed between her breasts. Instinctually Sarah grabbed side of her top to wipe the water away only to then notice that as she spread the material her nipple was all too obvious under the dampening fabric. Sarah’s eyes shot upward to see if Jake had noticed. He had. That damn smirk said it all. Those stupid dimples reminder Sarah just how aroused she had become in the shower, and what her.