Sturgess definitely had skills, Juan watched for a few minutes and he never showed any signs of stopping or of getting close to coming. Juan understoo... that Sturgess was going for distance and that any chance to spend time with Marcy was not happening tonight.With a last look at the toned ass of Sturgess’, something Juan decided might be worth spending some time with when he gets the chance. He made his way back out of the house, and over to the area that had been set up to prepare food. At. Power and wealth is a sliding scale thing you see. To a pretty girl living in a one-room shack in a slum it might be the local gang leader and a seemingly endless supply of coke. To the suntanned blond California surfer girl, it might be Daddy’s millionaire best friend and the same seemingly endless supply of coke. Both girls become addicted to the money and drugs and what they will do to attain them becomes problematical.Mistress Red had wound up owning an entire Caribbean island, along with. My chest began to tighten, and I felt the pressure in my bladder beginning to rise sharply.“Nearly there?” he hissed.Too close to climax to reply, I bit my lower lip hard and nodded.“Then hold on Annie, here we go…” my brother croaked.Mark’s thrusts became jackhammer fast and wildly erratic as he slammed himself into me, the head of his erect cock battering my cervix every time his hips slapped against my inner thighs. The ripples of heat in my belly became a wave which rose higher and. . Finally, for whatever reason, maybe she sees a friend across the room, she gives my balls a final hard squeeze and my nipple a playful bite and whispers in my ear ?maybe Gerald will let me take you?? before the sound of her high heels (boots, I fantasized, but never will know for sure) clicking on the hardwood floor fades into the din of the party and the background jazz playing.I, of course, am so strictly gagged and hooded could I cannot ask for clarification on that statement.Time is odd,.