He undressed me, I was dripping wet at this time, and he knelt down and started to eat me out. I looked over and Vicki was getting hammered by her you...ng stud,I could hear his balls slapping her ass and the sloshing of his cock inside her pussy. She was screaming as she hit her orgasim. I had to have cock now and pulled my man up and undid his pants. I fondled his balls and looked at his hard cock. His balls were heavy with sperm and precum was leaking from the tip of his cock. I told him to. While I was busy pleasuring Allan I felt Paul’s hands opening my legs. I heard him gasp as he saw I wasn’t wearing any panties. Taking my lips from Allan’s hardness I looked down to see Paul kneeling between my legs holding his erection. He grinned, saying ‘this won’t hurt’. Without a further word he thrust his shaft into my pussy. He was wrong. It did hurt, but only briefly. The pain was sharp and burning as his erection ruptured my hymen. Then a wonderful feeling swept through. ..-HerrOttoFlick, U.K., December 2016(Author's P.S.: To get a more immersive experience when writing, I like to listen to themed music, which I highly reccomend you do as well- for this story I listened mainly to a compilation of Ennio Morricone's theme music, a live album of the Spaghetti Western Orchestra, and my own playlist of Western cinema scores, all of which can be found online. It really helps me get in the mood, so do give it a go!)(Author's P.P.S: The more astute readers may notice. ‘If it weren’t against my ethics to sleep with our models, I’d push the stop button, and take you right here and now in this elevator, that’s how I think you look attractive–hell, I might as well say it straight out–how HOT and SEXY you are.’ Jane wondered to herself why she, a healthy heterosexual woman with a stud at home who satisfied her so completely, was getting turned on at the thought of a Lesbian relationship with her elevator companion. ‘Gee, I’m glad SOMEBODY thinks I look sexy.’.