"Me? Me and those guys?"And then she gave me a wicked grin; "Did I like it? Did they have big cocks? Did I suck them off? Did I let them fuck me in my... ass? Do you want to take me home and fuck me, or can we do it in the car right now?" She reached across the table and took my hand, "Come on baby, we need to find some place to fuck and then we need to talk."We fucked on the back seat of the car out in the parking lot and then on the way home we had talked. I told her of my fantasies and why I. He placed the salad into the refrigerator and then he got a bottle of white wine to open. He picked a sweet wine, guessing since she was young she probably had drank very little wine. He knew with himself when he first started drinking wine he liked fruity and sweet then as he developed his taste he liked more and more dry wine. He had picked a sweet German desert wine. He opened the wine and poured two glasses. “Ready to give the hot tub a try,” he said handing her the glass of wine. Is this her norm or is she keen to get me home? I have trouble keeping up with her in my truck. Screeching to a halt, she’s out before I can pull alongside. Veronica wriggles her skirt down covering her stocking tops. As soon as I’m in arm’s length she pulls me close and we kiss. Breaking the kiss I’m complimented on my kissing; as if it was a test. Swiping her security card across the card reader she hurriedly pulls me into the foyer and in to an open lift. As soon as the doors close she. He cuts through the thin material of my shirt and pulls it away from me. He smiles and waves the shirt in front of my gaze before tossing it aside.My breasts stand at full attention seeing as I didn't wear a bra. The cold wind licks across them, making my nipples erect almost to the point of pain. Victor runs the knife over them. I'm starting to feel how wet I already am, and get more pissed that my body is betraying me while these assholes torment me.Then I feel Victor's mouth envelope one of.