By the time Roby was standing in front knocking on Lisa's door he was so worked up the head of his cock was nearly peeking out of his cut off jeans.Wh...en the door opened he was just about laid out with the sight that greeted him. Lisa was standing there naked flanked by two ladies both of whom he knew and had lusted over in his private fantasies more than once.Both of them they're also naked and they're wearing big smiles obviously they to they're ready for fun. Lisa reached out to her friends. I admitted both were closer to my real style.“This is actually the underwear I wear every day,” I told them. Their intrigue was obvious. My audience was beginning to seem more turned on by my real life than the stage persona. Of course, they were responding only to what I let them think was the real me.I made a show of caressing Blaise’s cock through his slacks when I sat beside him on the couch. I noticed several men nearby bite or lick their lips. I’d found that gay men were terrible at. Will He use me now? I felt something firm and slippery placed on my rump, then sliding down my crack! That was not He, it was cold. It was rolled around insistently, slowly yet firmly parting my sphincter. He eased it out and with strong fingers spread the slipperiness into me. I wanted to bolt! But where was I to go, chained and blind? The cool slippery firmness returned. It felt big, persistent. My anus betrayed me, yielding a little. Finding purchase, the phallus pressed ever deeper, opening. She was very heavy now, her back, back-bone and back-side hurt permanently and she went to Marie to get consolation and a back rubbing, or a general massage. Later she went alone letting little Elisa in charge of a baby-sitter.Marie had let her set her own pace; she refused to be trapped by Anna’s pregnant whims. Some people, mostly her family, eventually grew impatient with her and started telling her she needed to pull herself and carry on like an adult. Marie had smiled at this advice kept.