I would date 1 girl for a while to keep my cover but when I went out with Jim I was his total slut. He would pick me up for the weekend and I would be... wearing a tank top, cut off jeans and no underwear. Jim would tell me to get my shorts off and that I wouldn't need them all weekend. As we head out of town I slide over by him wearing only my top my cock is hard already. He smiles because he knows I want what he has between his legs. My cock is a nice 7" cut with large balls. Jim's is about 8". Between the sofa and the TV there was low rectangular wooden table. The left side of the room was empty with a long Cd shelve near one of the walls and it was all filled with CD-s. And there was a hallway in the left wall, leading to Jeans and Jakes bedrooms. Wow! This room is huge-said Chandra Its ideal for a home party. I guess so. But I like to sit here all alone and look at the lake while listening to some music-said Jake. And what music do you have here?-asked Chandra and walked to the Cd. “I would never, ever fuck that disgusting troll you have for a brother! He's vile! He's loathsome! He's the foulest, ugliest, most perverted creep I have ever met. Look at him!”I shifted, glaring at Billy. He stood there, short and squat, his black hair greasy, his clothing rumpled. There was a stain on his shirt. He was just a pig. He shifted, clutching that remote. He looked hurt.Good.“Yeah, I meant every word!” I hissed at him while Cali nuzzled into my ear. She nibbled on my lobe. “And stop. "That's ridiculous!" Her father's outburst was instant and punctured the sudden tense mood.Pierre Lacombe looked across at the pretty young woman. The prospect of seeing her held spread on this table while an African had fun with those firm breasts give him an instant erection.The African who had made the suggestion slammed his fist on the table. The guns bounced and clattered bringing everyone's attention on the weaponry on the table. The Africans looked at the guns then looked hard at Thomas.