Problem was, I only got the feeling of successful possession I craved for when I was manipulating them. I used to have a deal with a model agency, so ...hey would send their new models to me for a try out. Unfortunately, the risk of being sued or denounced to the authorities was always big, and using those girls had two particular problems. One, supermodels are particularly dumb, and having them around became annoying every time they didn’t have a cock in their mouths. Two, most of them enjoyed. He settled on: "Nice house for three nice girls!" He received a number of offers, but wasn't satisfied with any of the prospective tenants: he wanted real beauties.One rainy day, Ahmed was in his favorite coffee shop watching the girls. Just then three beautiful blonds came in. They ordered their drinks, and sat down at the table next to his. Their wet clothes clung to their breasts. Ahmed took an immediate interest in them, but they didn't notice him."Ah can't believe it," one said in a. How would she survive so long without release?"Now it's little Sara's turn to show what she can do. I've been waiting to take you in your bum. I was going to save it for a holiday, but I'm done waiting now. Tonight I'm going to fuck your ass."Sara nodded, but Lisa could tell she was a little nervous. Not the way Lisa would have been if she had just found out that the Great farmer's huge cock was going to sodomize her, but still a tad nervous."You will have twenty minutes to prepare. Lisa may. Surely, this was her boy friend. A twinge of disappointment made me down the dreggs in my glass and go home.The next day I was quite surprised to actually meet her at the museum. "I needed to be on time because I don't even have your number" said Emily. I replied: "I will never ever give my colleagues my phone number again. They are always late at meetings". Emily seemed quite interested in the photography and I was also impressed. At the gift shop I bought the catalogue. Emily looked surprised.