The bell chimes above the door, and like liquid Nicola is gone.I am alone with this younger man, and suddenly I don’t feel so self-assured.“Give m...e a sheet of paper," the words are spoken too gently, and for a moment, I wonder who has said them. “A sheet of paper,” he says. “Get me a sheet of paper, I want to write it down.”I have dealt with the Artistes, since a young age, I know they are prone to drama, so I move, thankful of purpose, to the printer and take a sheet of paper and grab a pen. My need for more and more extreme sex and fetishes grew faster then I ever could have expected. Vanilla sex was boring I wanted to take my obsession as far as I could. I wanted to be tied up and use toys. I wanted more then just one cock I needed many to satisfy my kinky needs.I was now craving as many dicks inside me as I can possibly handle. my limits slowly faded away and I started to do anything I was asked.I started looking online at woman in gangbangs and extreme device bondage videos and. ” He couldn’t take it anymore. He wanted to feel her lips around his penis, and to feel her tongue stroking the shaft. The girl finally got what she wanted. She took his hands, and moved them off her breasts, so she could slowly move down his body. When she got to his penis, she took it in her hands. Loosely. She moved her hands up and down his shaft, without putting any pressure on it. It was driving him crazy, and it was making him harder than he had ever been before. He wanted her just to. “So, you really like a bit of the kinky sex, huh Ray?” “Sure, it’s not like we’re trying to make rug rats.”"I like it too but more because you do," Andrea said with a warm smile . "I think half of the fun of sex is experimenting, like trying a bigger carburetor on a Sporty 1200 like the Shorty with an S&S air cleaner as compared to stock." Andrea's gold ovals hung across her 42D-cup boobs and they looked so fetching. “Andrea, how about getting me nice and hard then letting me screw your boobs.