" He said, clearly happy with himself. "Boys, you two want a turn?" They both eagerly nodded, and each took a turn of mouth-fucking and shooting their...load into Sierra's stomach. Finally, the entourage of dicks in her mouth was finished, and she could breath right again. But Biggie was already hard, or nearly, because he got out of the sidelines and onto the field. "Now, for the entree!" He said with an extra-large smile. "You a virgin?" He asked, and when he didn't get an answer, he made an. He told me there would be anly guy's with the same kinky mindset. I thought i was ready for the trip, anxious but excited.So we got ourself's prepaired for the COC Leatherparty in Amsterdam. I took a shower, washed and flushed myself and put on my leatheroutfit; a harness, my new leatherjeans, tailormade (i was a size 6 (28), that just wasn't 'on stock'). A couple of worn workshoes and a jacket completed it. The pants where as thight as a 2nd skin all over, like a glove would be an. . but no! No, she wasn't about to do that for any man! If ... if only she could cool down a little bit! She was actually wet, wet between her legs, and no one but Dr. George Everett had done that! But dammit, she wasn't about to go back and beg ... never!Oh, what was the address of that damned place?At one point, while crossing the street, the sexually frustrated young wife almost tripped over a rut in the sidewalk street, and her papers went flying all over the intersection! Great! All she. “Jesus Dillon, you fuckin lunatic—what the fuck is wrong with you”? “Want some ass, that's what—and ur givin it up, punk” With that I swung a left cross across his mouth, busting his lip open, again the b l o o d dripping down his chin, hitting his chest. I grabbed him by both sides of his head, and pulled him in close to my face, and hawking up a luggie, spat my spit and snot into his mouth. Then delivering three hard blows to his gut, I slung him down to the ground on his belly. I got hold of.