They make their rounds saying hello. She is so nervous her legs feel wobbly on high heels. She is short and is used to wearing heels but today her leg... feel unsteady. Yet despite her nervousness, those noises from the other room, they sound almost like they are calling to her. She needs to see. She walks in, still clinging to her partner. It takes a bit of time to get used to a dim light. As her sight adjusts, she sees a woman on a bed surrounded by men. She is on her knees with her lips. She sat to one side of a desk on which lay a spiteful looking rattan cane, the room was permeated with a soft natural perfume which kept Billy's cock erect; he would come to recognise it as the scent of womanly arousal before the day was out. The two women had looked forward to this day, they had watched the young man's progress with interest and were now sure why his English was perversely submitted, and his art confirmed their suspicions.A chair stood before the desk and Billy was made to. Monica could not bear the pleasure and I could feel her pussy. It was soft, juicy, throbbing, and warm. She asked me to stroke. I had my own style. I give 2 short strokes and one long stroke.We were in a missionary position which I love because we can look into each other and fuck. I fucked her at a slow pace for half an hour and we were all sweaty and still making out. I did it slowly to last long and we can hold our pace. She had 2 orgasms by then.Monica wanted me to go faster. I started and. He trapped my lip between his teeth as my hand reached down to find his cock, firm under his jeans. My breath caught in my throat. Enough of these preliminaries. I pulled him through the crowd at the door. I lived around the corner from the club, and it only took a minute to get him into my apartment.Once inside, I put on some music while the sexy stranger sprawled on the couch. He cut a few lines of cocaine from a small zip-lock bag and called me over. The white powder traveled up my nose and.