Avril and Carol had been talking secretly one morning and Mike and I was not sure what they were planning. We soon found out when Carol told us that s...he and Avril had a special treat for us, that we were to go down into the play room and get comfortable. Both women headed upstairs and we headed downstairs and relaxed. A short time later I heard both women on the stairs and Carol calling out, "You comfortable?" We both said yes and looked towards the stairs. Avril came into view first and my. Well the next friday night I had just taken a shower cleaned myself out and put my butt plug in, then got dressed sort of slutty as I had a friend who was coming over. This friend is a white guy who comes over for a bj once in awhile. I started drinking as I always do when he comes over. He was there for maybe a hour and I gave him a bj and he left. I had a couple more drinks and my phone rang and it was Rick asking if I would meet him. While I think I had enough to drink and I was still kind. Lecturing myself to not look, I ran my eyes to another paragraph of my own erotica. My eyes scanned the words but nothing registered. I looked up again. Her other leg had lazily leaned outward and her nipples were obviously hardening under the emotional impact of whatever steamy passage I imagined she might be reading. I watched her intently, feeling the heat well up inside me. Her mouth idly chewed her finger-intwined hair.I tried to resist as hard as I could, which was not at all, before I. Yes, it must be some terrible conspiracy, as women have had their clandestine networks even before the beginning of time. Perhaps they were sizing him up. He so badly needed to hold one, right there in the street and break the barrier of wasted time, wasted years spent in seclusion and extreme loneliness. He believed only a woman could lead him to salvation, because his longing for a woman plunged him into deep despair.‘Oh woman, why won’t you talk to me?’ asked Mustafa. ‘Is it the way I look?.