We made a standing date for the rink and I looked forward to each Friday. Some nights Eleanor and I would sit and talk; other times the three of us wo...ld skate and chat.She lived on Baxter Terrace, which was the rich section of town. The house was as big as a museum, with servants, formal gardens and antique furniture. I told her I felt a little uncomfortable and she said she didn't like the place either. Her room was gorgeous, with a big four poster bed and lots of feminine frills. I imagined. I enjoyed that moment. I sucked her boobs as if there was a lot of milk in them to feed me lifelong. I played with them madly as if I won a jackpot.I went down to lick her navel and went still down and planted a strong kiss on her pussy. She moaned for it. I began to kiss her whole body inch by inch.I led my tongue against her erected clitoris. My tongue got slipped into her hole and began to drill it. Her juices tasted good and her smell made me a mad dog.After a few minutes, I led my tool to. If she had not been crying and were cleanedup, Sir B opined, she would be quite fetching. “Thistime, it was me.”“Dastards!” Sir B shouted gruffly. Then he lookedthoughtful. “But, M’lady, why were you chosen?”“My fianci died in an accident the day before ourmarriage! I am considered to be bad luck!” shesobbed. Sir B nodded. He could see the logic of that.“But what is this rite? To sacrifice a human to anungodly beast! It shall not. They had not been celibate and had enjoyed a few sessions with each other mainly with the idea of stretching their ass holes, increasing the time it took to ejaculate, remaining erect and hard longer and prolonging the pleasures obtainable, also to be able to sample the joys of getting fucked by me.As recounted earlier I had been able to fuck Ajay the day after we met, but had not been able to penetrate Raja’s ass. Raja had used the intervening month to try to stretch himself as much as he.