Saturday! I’m so messed up, what when wrong?” The fleshly and over-sexed 23 year old whispered in her head. A faint and feeble flavor of crotch an...d cum stuck in her throat like the seasoning of a Christmas goose. The taste vivid on her dry lips, the memory muted by the rounds of rum. Tricia Saratopia, an attractive and confident deli clerk from Hampton, New Hampshire stirred about, shifting uneasily in her bed slowly, almost slow motion, touching her face and her closed eyelids with her finger. Our sessions have settled into a basic pattern (with a few surprises from time to time.) We start out by kissing and fondling each other. I use my hands, mouth and tongue on every part of her body to get her aroused. At this point I usually perform oral sex on her. That’s a skill on which I pride myself; I know from the reaction of my women that most have never had their pussies eaten. The next step for me is usually to fuck Roja. Luckily, for a guy who is into servicing women, I can have many. I loved the meat in my mouth. I now started moving my head up and down his shaft. I gave him a wonderful blowjob. Now I could feel two hands feeling my body. It was Rahul . He couldn’t resist any longer. I saw Prem standing with his dick in his hands. Waiting desperately for his turn. Rahul then removed my panty from behind . My ass was free now.I continued to suck on Shahids dick and then Rahul was caressing my booty. Shahid then took his dick out of my mouth and just then Prem put his dick in. Alexander didn’t object, nor did he struggle. He kept still.“Try to get out now!”Of course, being even more immobilized didn’t increase his chances, but still he tried. But this time, being unable to even kick, it was even more futile and the only thing that increased was his frustrating groans. And it was this frustration that he really craved.“No chance, huh?”“No. Can’t free myself. I’m totally helpless. Please, let me out!”“I think you protest too much.”“Please, let me out. Please! I’m.