I have some playing cards lying around”, she invited and I accepted without any fuss. I wore my favorite pink slippers, locked the door and followed... her into the apartment. “Please forgive the mess”, she apologized as she opened the door and let me in. Her place was a mess with stuff lying around here and there, clothes on the couch, undergarments on the table, socks lying around the hall, the place was untidy. “Our maid has not come for a couple of days”, Rima said almost reading my mind. As I. I nodded at her and did the only thing I could: relax my body. This allowed the second guy in my back to enter my asshole very gentle; although his girth hurt me at first…I began to lose track of everything going on around me. My pussy was beginning to tingle and it was making me hotter and hotter. And the guy behind me was butt-fucking me for all he was worth. I felt my breasts being squeezed and my nipples twisted to rock hardness; then I saw the little bitch was smiling at me as she moved. There is no hint of manipulation. Her piercing, green gaze has the power to hold him and speak directly to his burgeoning love. Izetta is more alive in these moments than he has ever seen her. 'Glorious,' Alfonse thinks. He feels her pussy tighten around his ample cock and grits his teeth. He fears their fun will end. Alfonse lets his thighs relax. Honorably, he lets her take her turn at directing their love-making. Above him Izetta continues to ride. She plies at his barrel chest, kneading his. They are the single men, the men in between relationships or the ones in sexless or infrequent sex relationships. It seemed to be a crime to have so many men in need when I have this hot, quivering and hungry pussy. I will open myself to allow any man in need to come to my café and get the pussy they need.My café had instant success. There was an endless line of men wanting to use my pussy. It didn’t matter how I came into contact with these men, online or offline, there were men desperately.