"William, if we let you join in, do you promise to never tell ANYONE EVER!?" she said, in her beautiful voice, smiling coyly at him. Her words didn’... truly make sense to William until after a couple moments. Then it really sunk in. These two amazingly hot girls were going to have sex with him. William Truong. The most un-extraordinary, mediocre and average Asian that probably ever existed. Sure, he definitely wasn’t ugly and sure, he got the occasional hot girl, but two at the same time? Well…. This was an unusual occasion to be sure. It was a sweater dress because it conformed to her body nicely, not obscenely, but certainly with some level of excitement. What made it all the more interesting was that with the conformity to her body, you could easily determine that she wore nothing under it. When combined with her long blonde hair, he could only think of one thing, and that sure wasn't dancing."Well???" Jill asked when he had not said anything at all."Would you mind if we went back. They started gesturing towards John. ‘What do you want? Don’t you know this is a restricted area?’ said the bald man. John couldn’t realize that the man, apparently a manager, had been speaking his language. The manager repeated himself. ‘Can you understand me? Do you not know this is a restricted area?’ ‘You speak my language?’ said John. ‘I took the classics,’ replied the manager. ‘What do you want? ‘I would like a job,’ said John. The manager frowned. ‘They say you ate a dog biscuit. You. With her wrists still firmly tied to the log above her head, she felt hard hands grasp her ankles, lift them up into the air and spread them wide apart. She knew that her exposed and defenceless pussy was about to be fucked again. Bony fingers parted her cum-drenched labia. Looking down, she saw that more of them had turned up to the party. There was a line of the creatures, each one waiting for their turn to fuck her. At the front of the line were smaller, younger ones. Their cocks were not.