I realized that I had a raging hard-on, and took care to keep her from noticing. When we got into the house, she excused herself to change out of her ...ikini, while I went to my room to put away my books. As I passed the master bedroom on my way back down the hall, I noticed that the door was slightly ajar, and paused. Looking inside, I could see that she was still removing her bikini, very slowly. As she took the top off, she paused, fondling her breasts. Her delicate hands cupped them, and. As my arse muscles started to spasm thefingers withdrew and a voice said "now" and I heard and felt someonespit on my ass-bud, "natural lubricant" a sleazy voice laughed. Irecognised the feeling of what entered me next, a medium sized cock waspushed deep inside me, and it wasted no time but started to attack mestraight away. In, Out, In, Out.He was reaching my prostate without any problem. Even though I wasbeing raped, I was going to cum soon if not very careful. I managed tomumble something. As I walked down the stairs, I could smell the familiar aroma of coffee.'How sweet,' I thought to myself. James set the Keurig to have a fresh cup waiting for me when I woke up. That man knew me so well. Sure enough, I walked into my kitchen to find a still-hot cup of fresh coffee waiting for me. I grabbed my phone off the charger and checked my emails while I sipped my drink. To my delight, I had an email from upper management. Today’s meeting had been postponed.'Well isn’t this an unexpected. Muzak came from somewhere. Abby’s eyes absorbed the room—and the occupants of which were all, save for their masks, completely naked. Her bright eyes roved the room from sensual slender bodies to delectable girls with their tight frames and plump breasts and bottoms to men with muscle and large protrusions between their legs. She scanned from desire to desire—slim bodies to large bodies—large extensions to ones she could barely see and from budding physique to ones in full bloom; and yet each.