I squeezed my cock, forcing a large dropof pre-cum from the tip. I scooped it up on my finger and licked itgreedily.Next came the garter-skirt. The ...kirt, made from the same dotted meshas the bra cups, flared out from the hips and ran halfway down my asscheeks. Where the garter straps attached on the front it was trimmedwith two more bows to match the one on the bra. As my cock leaked morepre-cum I continued feeding it to myself.The stockings were last--white RHT seamed stockings with a. She works as a window dresser for some top High Street stores, and is used to posing and photographing the shop-window display dummies. I suppose it is only natural for her to treat me like one of them, when she wants pictures of me.The villa was lovely, off the beaten track, and quite isolated, which suited us perfectly. Behind the house was an enclosed yard with a small pool, and a horse-shoe shaped seating area. It had wooden seats, which meant you put a cushion or towel down first, to avoid. Now my pussy was tired and had a mixture of two guys semen dripping out of it with my vagina juices. It was now the turn of the other two guys. They took me back in the bus as the driver kept recording everything. They told me to lie on my back on the floor of the bus. One guy got on top of my face and put his balls in my mouth. After a while he put his penis down my throat. The other began to fuck me. I’m a person who has a very sensitive pussy. I tend to orgasm in just ten minutes and can. As I looked at myself in the mirror the sight of it made me feel so sexy that I felt myself getting wet down there already. At 7pm we were met at the Hilton bar. Hamid was gorgeous. Tall and well built without being over bulky, but dressed in black which gave him an air of mystery. He was charming to me and I quickly found that any misgivings I'd had disappeared.

When Jason went to the bar, Hamid said to me "You do realise that tonight will change your life forever, don't you?"

"How do you.