I closed my eyes as I gripped it tightly, every pink fold of moistened fleshly ridge inside my vagina tingled, as they caressed and kissed the shaft m...oving freely in and out of me, my mind feverously concocting the scenario to match the size of my new vibrator, all three men taking turns with me, my finger rubbing my anus, as the second man hovered over this sacred entrance, and I pushed against him, my finger substitute parting the oiled folds, from my vagina, eased inside and pushed deep,. "I must admit that while Garishnie was a real prick, he was also a good businessman. I have never seen anything quite this substantial before but I can see the logic of what he did." I'm glad one of us does," he muttered. "Now what do we do with it?" Whatever you want," she replied. "I take it you still want to rid ourselves of the slave trade trappings?" He nodded. "Then the first thing we need to do is to decide what to do with the merchandise on hand. Unfortunately we can't just let them go. Vera was even wilder and more adventurous than the young girls. I was really afraid she might rip her pussy on my cock, the way she was riding me and twisting her body.“Ethan, I’m going to cum, you hold yours so I can get another one when you do. I want you to really go deep, Ethan. Deeper than you ever have before. Fuck me deep, Ethan,” she talked, as she wildly fucked me.I felt her pussy as she began to squeeze my cock and pull on me as she rode me back and forth. I felt her as she started. . or was it?Over the next few weeks, Mandy and I grew closer and closer together. We doodled and passed notes during class. She began dropping by my Assistants suite in the dorm to talk about school work and seek advice. We told each other jokes and stories. Through it all, I didn't really think anything of it. Sure we flirted a little and Mandy would flash me her killer smile now and then, but that was all. Until one day in class, Mandy slipped me a note. Like so many others, this one just had.