I went to what passed for downtown. I couldn't afford a computer, so I bought two flash drives and time at an internet café. I opened a new e-mail ac...ount for myself as Tak and set up a Facebook page. Then, I sent 'friend' requests to Otogi, Mai and Honda. I found Ishtaaru's website and sent a message to her. I discovered that she had captured my phone memory chip and was able to upload all the data I had stored there. I downloaded as much as I could. Most of it was homework but there were some. She didn’t deceive herself that she was a great cocksucker but Todd obviously enjoyed it despite he probably had better blowjobs because she was not able to deepthroat him. She didn’t know every female mouth pleasuring his cock was unique for him and he never really did compare them. She discovered he wouldn’t withdraw his cock from her mouth like most men who just wanted to fuck.He let her have her way with him. However, it was her own desire to get fucked that regretfully stopped her oral. It feels like somekind of spongy, sticky rubber. My hands are stuck. The other gurlsfreak out."What the hell!" says one, in a femmed voice somewhere between man andgurl.I pull. No give. In fact, my hands go in deeper into the spongy, glueyreflective stuff. They tricked us, again. This is The Games. This iswhat happens. The rules change. Best to relax and go with it.The other girls don't have the same attitude. They are yelling andpulling, to no avail.I look to my left, and there is Pie. She. ‘How’s this stud.’ Reg hooked his arms behind Cyndi’s knees and slipped his cock deep into her pussy. He began a nice rhythm of fucking his wife’s now sated cunt. Cyndi loved to be penetrated deeply after a good cum and pulled Reg down onto her and began to french him as he fucked her pussy. ‘So do you still want to watch some nice young stud fuck me like this?’ Cyndi knew full well that one of Reg’s favorite fantasies was to watch her have sex with another man. She didn’t understand exactly.