. to be treated like that.”“I know and I’m sorry it happened,” I said. “Somebody should have been watching out for you.”“They do,” Reg...ina said. “It was just a bad situation back there. He wasn’t supposed to be in there but he just ... barged in. My people started yelling at his people and the next thing I know ... he groped me. My mom was already on her way over and saw everything. The wardrobe assistant saw it, too.”“You should probably press charges,” I opined.“It’s a hassle,” Regina said.. He loved her and couldn't wait to fuck herbrains out.Serena opened the door. She was beautiful as always. After coming insidehe kissed her."Mmm... someone's desperate," she said smiling wrapping her arms aroundhis neck."Hey beautiful," he said."Are you alone? Did anyone follow you?" she asked."Few of my men are waiting outside. Don't worry, we're safe." So are you gonna stay here for a while or not?" she asked pouting."I'm sorry darling. I want to. But I can't stay at one place for long.You. ” Becky left us.She called for me to get between her legs. I was told to start jacking off and when it was hard to push it and my hand inside. I did. I jacked myself until I came inside her. It was hard to believe what had just happened. The door continued opening, eight more times. The cunt had taken all of them and appeared ready for more. Becky came in for the last time. She stripped her. Gently but thoroughly washed her head to toe. She took her time, and ate her stretched cunt. I went out. She picked up the soap and began soaping the dense patch of fur. With the corner of the soap she nudged gently at her quivering little clit, which had hardened and was demanding attention.Her eyes were tightly closed, and as she rubbed her pussy, she found herself returning her mind to her earlier vision of Henry Wells. She pictured him standing on a beach in the brief red bathing suit which she had imagined for him. Then, as she watched him in her imagination, he bent over and started to.