.?” he enquired, his echoing voice fading into silence as he waited anxiously for confirmation. “He wants to know how I like my fucking coffee,�...� he repeated, almost losing control of the volume of his voice, choking back a lump in his throat. “Laced with a dozen paracetomol tablets, if I was a betting man,” he muttered silently. “Well, how do you like it?” Sarah teased, smiling at his nervousness, her face smeared with black mascara and red lipstick, nonchalantly patting a hand on the pillow. I think I whispered something, but I mostly just kept fucking her until she had her first orgasm of the day. While she was catching her breath, I flipped her to the bottom and stuck my tongue in her now soaked pussy. It didn't take long until she cam for the second time on my tongue. I couldn't stand it any longer, I had to have my cock back in here. It was there on top that she came twice more over the next fifteen minutes, but this time, she squirted with each orgasm, something I'd never had. So we acted as if it was coincidence and she insisted that I spend time with them. We went out for dinner and in between I kept insisting to Saloni that I wanted to see her tattoo, after much persistence she promised to show it tonight.After good night wishes we all went to out bedrooms and an hour later I slipped into Salonis room who was working on her thesis in a satin nightie and I could see the bra outline through it. I grabbed her from behind and I said I want to see it now. She pulled. .? dangling now, toes barely in contact with the floor, struggling to hear ?...or worse?. Ariel stared wide-eyed at Callista, unable to bring herself to speak, hoping, still hoping against all the evidence that she was wrong. ?But I won’t do that? Callista said in even tones, walking slowly behind Ariel. ?Don’t worry, little cupcake, I’m not going to bring any men here to you.? Ariel felt a hand grasp her dress as Callista leaned in close, felt Callista’s warm breath right in her ear as,.