The guy kept on hitting me till 20 minutes and deposited inside. Though he deposited his load inside the condom the warmth was been felt inside.He pul...led his condom out and showed me. He asked whether I got the idea of normal type condom or not. I didn’t reply to him anything and the second guy came forward. He pulled another condom showed me the condom and said that it was skin fitted thin condom.Wearing this I would feel like a real dick only and won’t feel the condom at all. He placed the. “I think you should pretend to be against me. Get close to Lydia and find out what she’s planning. I don’t believe everything you’re saying about dad and what I found out about her is mere coincidence. She agreed and I watched her hips swinging back and forth while she walked toward her room. Minutes after she went into the room my dad walked out and gave me a glare like I was in serious trouble. He didn’t do much else though and I doubt he really could. Although he may have been in great shape. “I love that sissy shit. Were you wiggling that onion booty?”“I was. I offered him a seat and drink while he measured out my portion,” explained Kenji, twirling a couple of his thin, well-maintained dreadlocks. “I poured him some whiskey and sat next to him. He asked why I wasn’t drinking. So, I went and fixed me some gin and juice. I came back and he told me I smelled good, you know. ‘Girly and shit,’ he said. I thanked him and once he was done, I asked if he would roll one for me.”“So you. Panic momentarily shot through me, but I suppressed it. His hand squeezed, choking me. He was stronger than he looked, his grip iron. I struggled, just enough to excite him, my hands trying to pry his fingers off as my breath rasped in my throat. “Whore!” He spun me around and threw me onto the bed. I bounced, sprawling in a mess of limbs, my now auburn hair falling across my face. I struggled to push my hair out of my face. I put on a look of fear. “You can't be doing this,” I protested,.