Where had she gone? Shit, I thought to myself. Where the hell is that bitch? I stumbled out of the bedroom, down the hall, and walked down the stairs ...olding on to the staircase railing. I was groggy and sleepy. Downstairs, the party was over, bottles and glasses and ashtrays littered Jack's living room.Shit, I muttered to myself and headed out the front door.I drove home with the sun rising in my face. Who the hell was this woman? I kept asking myself. Groggily, I recalled her body - - its. Not only did I have to contend with the camera and the light juggling, I also had to fend off one of the ushers. When were guys going to figure out that a woman is programmed from birth to say no. At least when a guy asks, "Hey baby do you wanna fuck?"I felt the familiar knife twist in my gut several times during the reception. Fortunately I was able to fight off most of the blackouts. Not all but most of them. The few times I drifted off, it was for no more than a moment or two.I had been. . how often do you stroke yourself to it? As I stare at her shiny crotch and her fingers just go up and down it I say, 3 times a day but really 5 times. She then laughs and says I'm thinking 6...you naughty boy, what would Michelle think. She turns around still slowly dancing and crotches down hovering over my massive boner that looks like a volcano under my shorts and grazes the top of my cock to her pussy lip, in my mind I want to just grab her by the hips and slam dunk her on my massive cock. They could lift, bend, twist, and arrange me exactly as they chose. I fell into a voluptuous state of acceptance, and as I felt the drugs kicking into my tactility, and my senses, Eddie and Pete consumed me. Their mouths covered and seemed to devour my small tits. I squealed as they abused my hyper-sensitive nipples with sharp tweaks, and hard pinches. Hard, sausage thick fingers found my wetness, frigged me rough and rudely in my cunt and arse. I fondled and rubbed and tasted their cocks.
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