He confessed that those girls were chat girls he found on an website. That night, when I came to my room, I tried several sites doing a hot sex chat.... But every site looked pretty expensive and I did not want to take a risk. Some say that they would take the money and would show nothing. I could not even claim my money. So, I slept after having masturbation thinking of the air hostess I used to check out very often. On the next day, I went to my friend and asked him the website he used to. After about 2 cans i decided that i wanted out of my suit and dragged my dizzy body to the toilet, i stripped down to my boxers, it was then that my drunken mind remembered i had left my bag at laura's. I sighed and started to pull my suit back on but thought "fuck it" and stripped down to my boxers agian, i was still hard, the coctail of gin, srtongbow and ass keeping me at full attention. I realised that would be very obvious in my boxers and sat on the toilet, preparing to jack-off. I got my. Repeatedly, all ten fingers dug in deeply and my tits were pushed out to the side as her palms pushed solidly against my nipples. "Just warming them up, now to get started properly" said Tegan with a sly grin. With that she grabbed my big nipples, pinching them hard. For what seemed like an eternity, but was probably only ten minutes. Tegan's surprisingly firm hands and strong digits, took my nipples on a journey of intense pleasurable pain. With my nipples in her pincer like grip, she pulled. Cleaning rags. Brooms. Mops."I need to study this," Blair quietly said as he gently fingered thewardrobe.-----000-----"This," Blair pointed to a large, heavy, metal bolt on the doors of thewardrobe, "is masculine. All of us understand it. It's large. It's heavy.It's metal. And dark grey; don't forget dark grey. Masculine."But what we have here," Blair said to the others as he opened the doorsand pointed to the contents, "is not masculine at all."He paused because he knew that pauses in short.