I felt like a pro. I could see my Victoria secret belt and my pretty big ass.. small hips and him next to me with his thing pointing in the sky.. He t...hen slapped my ass and called me whore.. I moaned and feeling at place.. nervous if I could meet him more often so I could stay in Atlanta and keep living my life I like here so much.. Then he said ‘lay back down, it’s not about you and the mirror only darlin’. So I went back on my back and raised my legs very very high up again..until I was able. When finished, she washed her hands and opened the door.As she proceeded down the hallway to the kitchen, a strong hand was clasped over her mouth and she was roughly pulled up against a tall attacker. She froze when she saw the knife waving in front of her eyes by her assailant's free hand.He whispered in her ear, "If you scream or fight me, I'll cut you real bad. Do you understand?"She nodded her head in his grasp, and she felt him lower the hand from her mouth.He quickly wrapped it around. Bob, one of the group's singer came over to were we had taken seats on a couch, and handing us both a beer, he says "So boys, which of us was the sexiest out there?" Honestly, I think you all looked pretty hot," Paul says, winking at him, drawing outa laugh and a kiss on the cheek."Oh my," Bob said in his very feminine voice. "I've got something to show you," and grabbing his hand, she pulls him up off the couch and leads him away.While all the others were in various states of undress, removing. She nodded. “Soon enough,” she murmured, “But first…” She dropped to a knee and guided his hardness toward her mouth. She rolled her tongue into a curved and slid his rod along it. “Karla’s the queen of the BJ,” she told him after she slid him out, the tip of her tongue lightly licking at the tiny slit of his cock. “But I’ve been told I’m not bad.”“I don’t want a BJ,” Jake said tenderly. “I want to taste you and feel myself inside you.”“I won’t make you come,” she assured him, “But this.