"I'm going to change and then put on the coffee." The woman disappeared down a hall.I looked around the smallish living room at the overstuffed couch ...and chair, the obligatory coffee table with scuff marks and cigarette burns in the finish. All in all, the room was nothing special. My bladder had started to feel full, probably the psychosomatic result of the hope in my loins rather than any real need to pee. I decided to look for a bathroom anyway.I headed through the doorway and found a short. I asked: ‘How thorough do you want me to be?’ She responded: ‘Very thorough.’ I ran a hand over her pubic hair, barely touching it. That brought a load moan. I began to squeeze her outer lips together. She responded by spreading her thighs such that her lower legs were now dangling on either side of the massage table. Then I began to massage her inner lips. She was getting hotter and hotter. I asked: ‘Do you want me to take you to orgasm?’ She nodded and brought her hands together in a gesture. .PLEASE.? Don’t do this to Alen.....He’s a good boy.??At that, Momir, Slaven and Zoran chuckled.? ‘Yeah, he’s such a good, little boy,’ they seemed to be mocking....??I want you kneeling on the bed, cow. And you, I’ll show you how to milk her...you just do what I tell you....Understand,? she said to Alen.?Alen allowed himself to be led like a calf to slaughter.? Tatjana showed him how to express his sister’s milk.? He got him using his thumb, the index and middle fingers to form a ‘C’ around. She looked around. Her senses were heightened as never before. The room was light and sounds were louder. Someone crawled between her legs and pulled her knees up past her head. She felt a phallus enter her soul her again and again. Sherri wanted it. She was insatiable. She began to whimper. Then she realized it was not a whimper but a full scream! Again and again she screamed for more. The phallus erupted. She felt hot lava flow into her body. Another phallus replaced the first one. Again she.