She/her/they need to take some responsibility too. Strutting through life as over-privileged prima donnas, haughty and self-absorbed, barely noticing ...the little people and the acolytes. Empty and vacuous with barely a thought that extends beyond how simply fabulous they are. They're coffee-table books; all glossy on the outside, an easy five-minute distraction, but lacking any substance and depth whilst far more worthwhile tomes go unattended and gather dust on the unbrowsed shelves.But then. Feedback is appreciated. Enjoy.Part 1“Victoria fucking did it again!” I fume, skipping the formalities of greeting Lewis as I let myself into his apartment. He knew I was coming and I have the spare key.“No shit? Alright. You know where the beer is.” Lewis always had beer in the fridge. For all of his faults, he could be relied on for that.“That’s what I came for,” I say ruefully.“And to bitch about your boss, I'm guessing.”I pop the refrigerator open and grab the first bottle I see. I pop it. She begged for more.Tyrone fucked her for about fifteen minutes in long steady strokes and pretty soon he moaned and started coming inside of her cunt.Ana also screamed like crazy as she came too. Her whole body shook and the look on her face was one of pure lust like I had never seen. She looked me in my eyes as she was coming on his dick. Tyrone pulled out, as she was still sucking the other dick.The third guy got on his back and Ana was lifted on top of him. My wife straddled his big cock. My pant got bulged and my 7-inch dick formed a tent. she went and changed a saree and came back t looked into my eyes as if starving for sex, at the same time I pressed her waist strongly, she moaned heavily and started pressing dick. It was the first time someone was kissing me. I looked at her with eyes that of an alcoholic and asked, “Will you do that again?” She gave me 3-4 kisses to soothe my nerves, the last one being planted on my lips. It was a deep passionate kiss. I had never been.