He is slower as he fucks you but he doesn’t cum, not yet. He jumps off and another cock takes his place. Over and over. You realize that they are ru...ning a train on you. One man fucks you and then another takes his place. You don’t know how many men have fucked you or if any have fucked you twice but the man on top of you is pounding you. Fucking you hard and you feel him tense up. He shoots deep inside you. He gets up and is quickly replaced. The others now take their turns fucking you, cuming. Xavier? Yes, Xavier ... my normal standards no longer apply. What do you think?"Shrugging, Helen turned back to lift her foot onto the raised walkway and called over her shoulder."I think we need to make haste. If we find a means to quicken our journey whilst we walk, I shall certainly feel no qualms in availing myself of it. But I see no benefit in speculation. We simply waste time." Her rapid stride faltered and her abrupt halt startled her companion. Helen turned to Kimberly and with an. ”“So a big cock is what you wanted?”She grabbed the engorged traitor between my legs. “It was so much more than that. I hope you can forgive me.”“Much more?”“He let others see me when I cheated with him.”“You cheated in public?””Yes. I liked it.”“You liked what?”She unzipped and reached inside. “This, but his.”I was still playing along. “His?”She gave in, and played along. “Yes, Jace, his. His big, hard, long, fat cock. I loved Brock’s huge prick inside me, Jace.”I was speechless for a few. 30 ish and bring a bottle of something you like.’ The only evening dress I owned at that time was a charity shop purchase. It was blue a very dark blue; long and full skirted with a top like a basque. I felt I had worn it rather too often, so I decided to indulge myself and buy a new one. Between the call and the party, I spent time researching and dragging round shops, looking for something appropriate. Eventually I found it. It is, I still have it, beautiful and simple. It’s a sort of sheath,.