I was scared to death now because Arwa was a virgin as well as this four bastards are like hungry dogs who will attack her. One of Shekhar’s friends... knocked the door and told room service,As soon as my wife opened the door he caught her by mouth and pushed her inside and rest three followed inside and closed the door behind them. I stayed outside and tried to peep inside from keyhole but couldn’t see clearly. I could see my wife’s clothes on the floor and her muffing sound.And now all of them. I tried pulling back but his hand was still on the back of my head, pushing my face deep into his nearly hairless crotch. For a moment I could hardly even breathe but then he let go and I pulled my head back a bit to catch a proper breath. I didn't want him to think I was gonna quit, so I dove back in all the way again, fitting his cock head back into my super tight throat hole while I gagged upon it some more. I pulled away to catch another breath and my brothr said, "Do it again!... And suck. The next day we took the train back to Genoa. Madeline and I had decided that we would not return to the Lombardi estate with Juliette, but continue straight on to Paris. And so we said our goodbyes to Juliette, and boarded the Orient Express for the return trip to Paris. When I returned to London, I was strongly reminded by my publisher that there are such things as deadlines, and that I was a long way behind mine. So I set to work in earnest at my writing. My adventures with Juliette and. I place you on the bed, intending to stand up, but you won’t let me…your arms pull me down on top of you…we’re kissing, your nails scraping my back…you whisper in my ear and as I slide into you, your teeth sink into my neck…the pain from your teeth is cancelled by the pleasure from my cock…we begin to rock in unison…starting slowly, building up a rhythm that takes us onto ever higher peaks of pleasure…like the false peaks of a mountain…you keep thinking it can’t possibly go any higher than this.