And there was a huge man holding the body of the smallest, frailest person, a woman by the looks of the heels and stockings, upside down, so that her ...face was level with his cock. His leather jeans and panties were down at his feet, and he was bucking her. And so many more. By the time Henrietta reached the Cum Pit, even with the vodka, she was shaking. Her training, the subliminals, the constant videos, had not quite prepared her for so much decadence, so many people, so many different types. " Sure, come in," she invited. She showed him to the living room and gestured to the couch. "Have a seat and I'll go get Zeke. Can I get you a drink?" No, thank you," he said.She left the room and was back a minute later with a man, presumably Zeke. He looked like life had not treated him too well, or perhaps he didn't treat himself well throughout his life."What do you want?" he asked brusquely."As I told your wife, first and foremost I wanted to give you my condolences. I had become very. We undressed in front of each other. He was very hard. I know ... two nights without me and Brindy. We did not do things on the computer. We have done that, me and Brindy at home in our bed, Dave far away in a hotel room, and we tease each other in front of the camera and encourage him to stroke himself. We can see him come, huge white spurts of juice. I think it's wasteful like that, though, because that same juice in bed with me and Brindy ... we have sucked it right into our mouths. That is. I was really surprised with his reaction, but also enjoyed the warmth of his affection.I smiled back at him. He stared down at me again and said “No Arjun you’ve really grown so big” this time he bend down and kissed my cheeks.With enough alcohol in my system, I didn’t really mind his show of affection. I just smiled again.My grandfather kept staring at me and then he said “I wish you were still that little boy” saying this he came down to my cheek again, but this time after kissing he stuck.