"Mr. Connelly smiled at the boy who was sitting very close and rubbing the old man's cock. The black buck was several years younger than me and certai...ly no girl, but no one was going to say anything. There were half a dozen men seated loosely in a comfortable drawing room, the Marigold Room as it was called, and they all had boys close by. I was the only slave who truly looked like a girl, but many of them were pretty and the room was dedicated to owners with a penchant for such toys. This was. We cuddled softly together for awhile. Paul's face moved down between my legs and started licking up my pussy juices. He came to me and gave me a very messy kiss tasting my own juice on his lips and tongue. I cleaned his face with my mouth and then I told him I wanted his cock inside me. His face flashed fear again and he said, "It would hurt you." I told him that I trusted him to go slow and let my body adjust to his size. He nodded slowly and asked which position I wanted. I told him. Finally, she replied with a hell lot of questions, also showing a lot of attitude towards me.Finally, we used to talk about each other’s whereabouts and came to know she is the manager of a reputed company and her husband is a businessman in Dubai. Slowly we shared our numbers. We were talking like close friends as we knew from ages.Slowly we started to know each other more. I started forwarding some naughty double meaning pictures which she liked. We started talking naughty things. Next day. I'll be there soon, and I'll come get you when I'm ready." You want me to leave you here with them?" I asked incredulously."I'll be fine baby. Trust me everything is under control," she said as she grabbed my dick. To my surprise it was rock hard. With that she returned to the attention of the six men.What was I to do? I went home. I waited scared shitless at what was going to happen. What seemed like an eternity was only twenty minutes when I heard voices. Many voices. Oh shit, what was going.