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Introduction: Chapter five. This is a fun one. Enjoy. PART 1 CHAPTER 5
As we approached the tree line, Sunny broke away from Greg and I, I guess to make it less suspicious as to what they were doing. She pranced off to the right and circled around so it looked like she was coming from the bathroom.
I was still in a little bit of a daze. Sunny had been totally into me watching her get banged… and I had no idea how I felt about that. I had a hard time getting the image of her cute B-cup tits jiggling as she was taken from behind, and I was pretty sure she had arched her back like that just to give me a show. She was wild. My cock kept wavering between soft and hard as I tried to calm myself down.
My brother looked like he was a little off still as well. I mean, I think I would be too if my girlfriend enjoyed having my little brother watch me fuck her… Oh well.
We made it back to the fire and Greg dropped his armful of kindling. As usual, Maddie got to work setting up the kindling and I helped her. She didnt really need my help anymore, but she and I had done it together since we were six and eight. It was kind of our thing. Paul was helping Uncle Henry chop the last of the wood, and they were almost done. Tom, who was the oldest of the cousins at 22, was helping out with the final preparations for food, and my last two cousins, Jamie and Becky (who were twins, by the way) were off on their phones. Just a note: Jamie was just about as much douche-bag as Becky was bitch.
My Uncle Andy came over to the fire pit as Maddie and I finished stacking the kindling. Hey Zach, go grab the twins. Dinners on as soon as the fire picks up.
Alright, I nodded. As I stood and began walking towards Jamie, Sunny reached the fire pit, coming back from the bathrooms.
There you are! I was looking for you everywhere! I heard Maddie exclaim.
Oh, I was in the bathroom, Sunny replied.
No you werent. I checked, Maddie accused her. I stifled a laugh as I continued away, imagining the critical look my Uncles were probably giving her.
Yo Jamie, I said as I reached him, grabbing his attention. He held up his index finger, indicating he needed a moment more on his phone.
Im serious babe, Im not dealing with this crap right now… he said. … Thats absolute bullshit… or… okay, maybe I havent been to a single one yet. … … Its a freaking dance recital! Who cares anyways? … … Okay. Well maybe we shouldnt be then. … … Yeah you heard me. … … Fine. Were done. Go fuck yourself. Jamie hung up and turned to me with, to my surprise (or not), a slight grin on his face. Bitches man, he sighed. She was mad that I had come camping instead of going to her dance recital.
… Did you ever go to any of them? I asked.
… Well no, something always came up, he explained.
How convenient, I said, an eyebrow raised.
I fuckin love you Zach. You always see right through me, and he slapped me on the shoulder as he strode passed me towards the campfire… I swear, if it wasnt for Maddie and Tom, I would have excommunicated myself from my generation.
I turned and looked at Becky, who was twirling her hair as she chatted away gaily. She looked over at me when I started walking towards her, and she flipped me the bird. I stopped in my tracks, considered her gesture, and then raised my own middle finger along with a nod, as if it was a formal greeting. I then headed back to the campfire myself.
Dinner was uneventful, but tasty. The dogs were flame grilled to perfection (or mine were at least), and we had smores afterwards. Once we ran out of marshmallows, we all just sat around the fire. Most of the adults had already turned in, so only Uncle Henry was still with us. He was kind of the Cool Uncle, and we didnt have to watch what we said around him. Looking back I think he may have been a little too cool, but its whatever.
So youre single again, stated Becky as she looked at Jamie. You okay?
Yeah, Im fine. I was starting to get tired of her anyways. Theres a girl in my math class thats kind of cute though. I might go for her next.
Oo, would I know her? asked Becky, always on edge for the latest gossip, something her brother was often a part of.
I dont think so. I cant remember her name anyways though, he told her.
I just rolled my eyes and looked over at my Uncle, who was giving me the shoot me now, please! look.
Well kids, he started. Its about time I turn in. Be nice to each other all right?
Aw, stay up with us! begged Maddie.
Sorry sweetie. Ill be up and at em with you tomorrow, he promised. Then he turned to his son. Tom.
Night Pa, Tom said. Then Uncle Henry nodded towards Paul, Greg, Sunny and I with another good night, failed to acknowledge Becky and Jamie at all, and headed off towards his tent. Once hed zipped up his flap, Becky sighed.
God I thought he would never leave…
… Why? asked Maddie.
I dont know, cause hes old? Its weird that he hangs out with us like hes cool, Becky stated, as though her opinion was the majority.
… I dont know what your definition of the word is, but I think Uncle Henry is pretty cool, I said.
Yeah! Maddie chimed in. There were nods of agreement from all around the circle. Becky turned to Jamie.
… I think hes got you on that one Becky, he said with a smirk.
Oh fuck you Jamie, Becky spat, and she stood and stormed away. We sat in silence for a while as we watched the light of her cell phone bounce away into the dark as she walked.
Ill go get her, Jamie sighed as he stood and followed her.
I saw Paul watching Jamie carefully, and watched him curiously. Once Jamie was out of earshot, Paul spoke to the center of the group, mimicking Beckys voice. … God I thought they would never leave.
Everyone laughed.
We stayed up another hour or so chatting and then headed to bed. Jamie and Becky were still out there somewhere, but none of us were worried. Becky always snuck off in the night to smoke weed. I didnt think Jamie had gotten into it, but I didnt really care either way. That night I had an amazing dream. Sadly I didnt actually remember it, I just know I woke up with a damp spot or two in my boxers, and I remember being sad to wake up. Morning had come way too soon, though as I felt more and more of myself come out of sleep, I realized that it wasnt the sunrise that had woken me.
It was Sunny.
She had unzipped part of my tent flap and stuck her head through. Psst! she hissed at me, trying to get my attention.
Wha-? I started, but she brought her finger up to her mouth, I was sharing a tent with Uncle Dan, his wife, and Maddie. Sunny just motioned to me to exit my tent, then left. I just shrugged to myself and got dressed as quietly as possible. I had just pulled my shoes on and was unzipping the rest of the flap so I could step through when I heard someone shuffle in their sleeping bag.
Zachy, whats up? asked Maddie. Youre never up this ehr… ehhhhhhhrly, she said through a yawn.
Just gotta go pee, Maddie, I whispered.
Mm, she agreed as her eyes closed and she laid back down. I glanced at her parents, making sure they hadnt woken up as well, and then left the tent. Sunny was waiting for me outside.
Whats going on Sunny? I asked.
You like the show yesterday? she asked.
Um… wow. Okay, that was straight to the point, I said, too tired to be turned on yet. I yawned before I continued. Well, Id be lying if I said I didnt, but it was a little weird.
Sunny grinned. Okay… well, Greg and I are about to go fuck again down by the beach before anyone else gets there. Do you wanna come watch again?
I froze, my sleepy eyes just gawking at her. … Youre fucking weird you know that? I blurted.
She just giggled, shed probably heard that a thousand times.
I was starting to really wake up by now, and the full reality that I could watch this Asian beauty get her pussy stuffed again hit me. … Id like to, but Greg would kill me, and rightly so. It feels a little wrong.
Sunny stepped towards me so our faces came close together. Thats what makes it fun, she cooed suggestively. Then, with a flick of movement, she licked from my bottom lip up, glancing my nose as she pulled her tongue away. Then she turned and began walking away towards the bathroom, though she looked over her shoulder to speak. Just do it for me one more time. Well be just to the right of the path where it meets the beach. If its too weird for you, I wont ask you again, I promise… but Greg is just in the bathrooms, FYI.
I had no idea what the Hell had just happened, but I sure as Hell had an erection. I stood still, considering for a moment. Ah, screw it, I decided aloud, and I turned and started running towards the beach as fast as I could.
I made it to the place Sunny had indicated, and after I made an estimation as to where their exact location would be, I crept into the tree-line and settled down next to a tree and behind a bush. I waited there for maybe twenty minutes before I heard them coming down the path. Sunny was giggling like a school girl as Greg nuzzled her neck and kissed her while they walked. Every twenty seconds or so, I saw Sunny do a subtle glance around with her eyes, and I realized she was looking for me. I decided just to stay still for now, I really didnt want Greg to find me. In fact, a big part of me didnt want to be here at all, but a bigger part wanted to see those perky tits and those tan nipples again.
I dont know if Sunny finally caught sight of me or if it was just pure luck, but Sunny pulled Greg off the path and into the sand directly in front of my view. They stood holding each other for a while, making out vigorously as their hands explored each others bodies. I was a little annoyed that Sunny had positioned herself as she did, Gregs back was to me, and Sunny was in front of him so I barely had a view of her. After a moment though, I saw there was a method behind the madness. Sunny slowly fell to her knees and pulled Greg down with her, then beckoned for him to lay back in the sand, providing me with a full frontal, unobstructed view of the slender girl. At this point, they were both still in their bathing suits. Not for long though. Sunny pulled Gregs swim trunks down, revealing his hard prick. I averted my eyes slightly. Unless Sunny was naked, too, I really had no interest… or so I thought. Sunny leaned forwards and took his cock in her mouth. Immediately, Greg disappeared in my mind. He was just a cock. Just a penis for Sunny to do with as she pleased. She started by keeping her mouth just at the tip, sucking on his head and pushing her tongue out between her bottom lip and the bottom of his dick, sliding it in a circular motion. Then she released his head and moved downwards, only to lick from the base of his shaft all the way up to the tip of his head, where she engulfed his head again. She repeated that motion twice, but on the third time, as she crested the tip of his dick with her tongue and wrapped her lips around his head, she went down on him deep and started sucking him vigorously. Greg groaned as her head bobbed up and down on his prick, coating the entire length in her saliva. I could only imagine what she was doing with that tongue of hers behind her lips…
After about a minute of hardcore blow-job, Sunny slowed way down, until she dragged her soft lips up his shaft one last time, slow as molasses, until her lips snapped shut as Gregs cock fell from her mouth.
Holy shit, Greg breathed.
I had to agree. Then Sunny stood, and started wiggling out of her bikini bottom. A moment before she dropped it completely, I realized that I hadnt actually seen her vagina yet… Then her bottom fell to the sand, revealing her tight slit. Even from the distance I was at, I could see the juices dripping from her already soaking wet cunt. I wanted nothing more than to stick my tongue out and lick her lips as she had licked mine.
Sunny squatted down, grabbing Gregs cock in her hand, and guided his prick to her entrance. Once she had it set, she adjust her position so she was kneeling, and then lowered her self down onto his stiff cock, letting out a deep sigh of pleasure as she did. Then Greg sat up slightly and reached to her back, undoing the tie on her bikini top. He grabbed the fabric as he laid back down and pulled it off of her, revealing her delightful breasts and her perky tan nipples. She leaned forwards, pressing her tits into Gregs chest as she kissed him passionately, and then she sat back up, his cock buried full into her pussy. After a pause, Sunny looked up from him, and directly at me. I gulped. Sunny lifted herself slightly, pulling her pussy up three quarters the length of Gregs cock, and then slid herself back down, engulfing his prick again. She bit her lip and moaned as her ass hit his hips and she couldnt go any further.
She moved slowly for a short time and then began picking up the pace, sliding up and down his shaft faster and faster, and as her movements sped up, her moaning became more audible, and faster. Uhhhhhh, mmmmm, uhhhh, ohhhh fuck, ohhhh, uhhh, uhhh, uhh, fuck, uh, uhhhaii! she moaned and squealed, louder and louder as she bounced up and down on Gregs dick, the popping noise of their skin colliding taking on a slurping, splatting noise as her juices coated more and more of their skin.
My own cock went from hard to harder, and it started to become painful against my shorts. I unbuttoned them to relieve some of the pressure, and my cock almost sprang out through my boxers. I looked back up at Sunny, her cup-able tits bouncing up and down as she slammed on my brothers cock. I had never actually considered whether or not I was going to masturbate as I watched. I looked down at myself, and pulled my boxers down so my fully erect cock jutted out. I gripped it in one hand and looked back up at the lovers on the beach. I really didnt know if I should actually stroke myself or not. Watching my brother was already fucked up, but masturbating seemed like crossing yet another line.
I was still trying to figure this all out in my head, when, to my dismay:
Zach? What are you doing? asked Maddie in a whisper.
UH… wha-uhm, I vocalized as I scrambled my cock back into my pants and zipped up my shorts. I turned to see Maddie squatting in the bushes just behind me.
Shit Maddie, youre like a freaking ninja! I hissed.
Why do people keep saying theyre going to the bathroom? she asked quietly. Then she looked passed me as Sunny let out a louder cry of pleasure. … Oh my God, breathed Maddie with a snicker. Are you watching Greg and Sunny fuck?
No… er… yes… er… sort of, I fumbled. Then I realized that had been the first time I had ever heard Maddie swear like that. … Either way, you shouldnt say that word, I scolded her through a whisper. She just blinked at me like: Seriously? Youre scolding me right now? but after a second, she just nodded.
Sorry, she whispered.
Okay. Were leaving now, I said.
No, I wanna watch! Maddie whispered defiantly.
Youre fourteen! This crap isnt for you yet. Come on, I told her, but as we began to move, I heard Greg, and I froze.
The fuck? Did you hear that? he asked Sunny. I twisted my neck and moved my eyes only. He had stopped her and was straining his neck to look towards the woods we were in.
I didnt hear anything, breathed Sunny, sounding eager to get back to it. Come on baby, fuck my pussy, she begged.
Maddie giggled until I glared at her.
Well, we werent getting anywhere without alerting Greg, and he was probably already on high alert as it was from yesterday. So, I resorted to just kneeling in front of Maddie so she couldnt see passed me. She pouted for a minute, but then stopped, and I realized she was just listening to the sounds of Greg and Sunny fucking. Maddie bit her lip.
Stop that! I hissed at her, startling her.
This was so fucked up.
Finally, Greg started to reach his climax, and even though it was the most embarrassing part to sit through with my cousin sitting in front of me, it also meant they were almost done. I looked over my shoulder.
Oh fuck, OH FUCK! FUCK BABY IM CUMING! cried Greg.
MmmmmmMMMMM!!! squealed Sunny as my brother thrusted up, jabbing his cock deep into her and filling her pussy with his cum. She collapsed on top of him as he laid back in the sand. They laid there for a short while, until Sunny started to get up. As she stood and pulled her slick pussy off his spent cock, a little bit of white cum dripped out of her slit and fell to Gregs abdomen.
Whoa, breathed Maddie.
I did a double take as I noticed she was right next to me watching intently. How the Hell did she move so quietly?! I reached up with my right hand and covered her eyes. I said: not for you! I whispered.
Sunny stretched and then extended her hand to Greg. Come on hun. Lets go wash off in the lake.
Sure, he agreed, and he grabbed her hand and stood. Together, they walked off down the beach after theyd grabbed their suits, giving Maddie and I a chance to et out of there. As soon as I was sure they were far enough away, I ushered Maddie out towards the path.
Come on, lets go. Back to camp, I said. Maddie and I reached the path and took off at a brisk walk.
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Love StoriesThe Legend of Cindy By Eve Smith The trip had been most uneventful, just as I had wanted it. In fact the plane journey had been very boring. I was not used to travelling economy and the cramped seats were dreadful. The disguise had been perfect and getting through Passport control at Heathrow had been easy. My fake Passport had cost a fortune but was well worth the investment. Even the normally security conscious Americans had not queried my identity and now I was in my hire car...
[ "Don't it always seem to go...you don't know what you've got till it's gone", as Joni Mitchell sang some years ago; and how very true those words are, and for a variety of situations! In this instance, I'm talking about a wife and mother, who's husband (for some reason) lost his ability to truly 'perceive', rather than merely 'seeing' (superficially) what he had in her...until it was far, far too late to save her for his own! ]When Cindy had gone down to Florida to see her mother, and her...
Saturday, April 16, 2005 (Continued) We parked fairly close to the restaurant and walked down the sidewalk. I had Cindy properly attached to my left arm, Julia on my right arm, and Carol to her right. Carol got LOTS of looks and knew it. And loved it. She stood tall, in her already tall high-heeled shoes. I noticed that she was not totally comfortable walking in those shoes, but was managing surprisingly well (even though Carol was two people away from me, I could still see her quite...
By Gail Holmes Firstly I can’t tell you my age as you may consider me to young, my sexual activities started when I’d happened to come across my big sister and her boyfriend at it. It was my sister’s gluttony for sex that started me off. A lot of my girlfriends had already had sex, but myself no, ok, from their experiences I feel I’ve missed out, and I mean big time, one actually had had a coloured guy, and from her own experiences they are the biggest, or at least their cocks...
Introduction: I was out of town on business when I was approached by her husband. I was just sitting there in the hotel restaurant in Wichita, Kansas minding my own business as I usually did when I was out of town on business. I had just finished my meal, paid my bill, and I was enjoying a nice glass of wine when he approached me.He said, “My wife wants you.”I asked, “For what?”He laughed softly and then he sat down at my table, leaned in a little closer, and said, “She wants you to fuck her...
At breakfast Suzanne wanted to hear about my date with the Baldwin girl. I told her it was not a date and that it was three Baldwin girls, not just one. This caught Mr. Oldham's attention. "Which one were you with?" He asked. "Cindy, she's the Speedwell girl," I said, hiding my wish that it had been Jessica sitting next to me in the theater and later in the back seat of their mother's car. He went back to reading his newspaper but Suzanne's appetite for the juicy details was still...
Molly brought a tall glass of orange juice to my room and told me that Ned had already been to the kitchen asking if I was up yet. "He's raring to get started with the pool," she said, showing a mouthful of teeth with a wide grin. "Mr. Oldham and Suzanne are sleeping in late too," she added. I laughed. It was only fifteen minutes past six on Saturday morning. "There's a suit in my closet that's getting too small for me. It's a summer suit but you may as well take it now if you...
“Wait, wait,” said Cindy. She pointed back to Jasmine, “you were in a private porno and you think I’m a slut?” “Sure,” shrugged Jasmine. “I’ve only been with Aaron. You’ve been around, that’s the rumor, anyway.” Ariel sighed in relief. Jasmine didn’t have any other boyfriends. Aaron and she sounded like fuck buddies, nothing for Ariel to feel jealous about. “I haven’t been around and or on camera,” corrected Cindy dramatically. Then she perked up, with a cheshire smile, “can we see?” Jasmine’s...
First TimeI'm not sure why I went into the Adult Book and Toy store on Jefferson boulevard. I had only been there once before. It was with a couple of buddies the summer after graduation, a long time ago. The place back then thrived as half sex shop half head shop tended by both male and female clerks. We were young and wild in the shop. A rich selection of colorfully lit exotic and erotic merchandise was arranged on shelves and cabinets. Danny kept turning on the battery operated dildo demonstrator...
Love StoriesThe Birth of Cindy (c) 1995 - Cindy Evans Chapter 1 - Last year I reached my fifteenth birthday with somewhat of a disappointment. My friends had started to grow out and up, putting on muscles while my body remained small, frail and hairless. Fortunately my friends had been friends for many years and this did not change that. We still played baseball, football, cards and other teen male activities. One of these activities was discussing girls. While my body had not...
"Pseudo Cindy" It was another Friday night and after my hot bubble bath I found myself once again going through my meager clothing and lingerie collection trying to decide what to wear. That's what I usually did on the weekends. It was a strange hobby to be sure, but since I wasn't bothering anyone and kept to myself I figured it wasn't anybody's business. I just wish I had more money to spend on my wardrobe. I had been living in my townhouse for nearly three...
One Handed Tales #9: Carla, Vicky and Mistress Cindy By Sarcastic Slut I slipped the long woollen cloak from my shoulders and let Vicky catch it before it fell on the floor. The tight, heavy satin busti?re top showed my breasts and my pretty shoulders to good advantage. I was dressed entirely in black and smoothed my flared velvet mini skirt down over my bare thighs as I accepted the drink handed to me by Carla. "Thank you, slut," I said. She curtsied and replied, "You're w...
Copyright© I guess it was inevitable, the love that Cindy and I learned to share. We were twins born but raised as... just kids. Mother, bless her; miss her, died giving life to us. Dad was lost without her and raised us in a haphazard way — there at times, often not. Early memories: Dad on the floor, asleep? No, the bottle by his hand belies the truth in that. Cindy, one hand, Lee, me, the other. Drag him, pull him. Grunting with our childish lack of strength. "Push... Cindy, Pull! Get...
My name is Jake I am 19 years old normal build and blonde hair, My sister Cindy is 18 and a petite build with b cup breasts, and brown hair. I had recently moved back to my hometown after my parents were recently killed in a car Accident tragically. Cindy was living with them and now had called me and asked me to move back so we could live together to save her money while she finished her schooling, She was enrolled in a nursing program and had just started when the horrible accident occurred.I...
IncestAll constructive comments are welcome. Please e-mail to me: [email protected] or [email protected] Growing Up Cindy by Samantha Michelle My first memories are of my mommy playing dolls with me in my crib, and singing softly as she nursed me. I grew quickly, and I was a chatty little kid, and by four Mom would take me out to play with the other little girls. I remember always being dressed in skirts and layer after layer of soft, frilly underwear. I was treated...
"Davy what do you mean she has been kidnapped?" screamed Mike's voice in the cell phone. Davy stood there listing to Mike's frantic words. "It means what I said. The bastard who killed my mom has..." Davy cried out. "What does he want?" Mike interrupted. "Nine thousand dollars, I am waiting on his call now," Davy said with despair in his voice. "Davy, snap out of it. "It's my fault Sir..." "No it's not. Now cut that shit out. When you talk with him, tell him I will pay...
I was at my parents home one day talking with Dad about some company business. I had to run out to my car to grab some papers that I forgotten. I looked up the street and noticed a familiar face walking down the road in my direction. I got what I needed out of the car and slowly made my way to the road. "Hello stranger?" She looked at me for a moment before she stopped walking. It seemed to take her a moment to recognize me. "Mike? Is that really you?" "I was about to ask you the...
I had a good nights sleep and woke up fully refreshed and looking forward to greeting my guest who after checking my emails was on her way and due to arrive around lunchtime, I had given her directions for her short walk from the station and the tone of her emails left me excited to meet her.I took a long refreshing shower and made some fresh coffee before dressing, I decided that a crisp white tee shirt and a decent pair of sports shorts would work well as it was going to be a warm day. I made...
We walked into the coffee bar at ten fifteen, which meant of course that we were precisely fifteen minutes late, and were immediately greeted enthusiastically by Ian and Trish Matheson. "You don't know how good it was to hear that you would be here tonight, that you were going to honour that promise you made yesterday," said Ian as he gave Vikki an enthusiastic hug and a more than friendly kiss. Then, when he realised she wasn't wearing panties beneath her short skirt, he moved his right...
"God, I can't stop" the 14 year old Cindy exclaimed as her finger wandered once again down to her bare pussy. She had just finished masturbating herself to another orgasm. Her best friend, 13 year old Annie had talked about how she found some files in her dad's computer that showed young girls with shaved pussies and how good masturbation was after she had shaved her pussy, so Cindy decided to see how it would feel. "Your dad has pictures of naked girls?" Cindy exclaimed. "Yeah, and...
Chapter 1 Fucking with CindyCindy was on her knees in front of me, giving me a long, slow and very wet blowjob.? Her hands were rubbing the tops of my thighs. She knows she is only allowed to use her mouth on my cock.? I slid into her throat and she gagged slightly, producing even more drool.? There was already a puddle of saliva between my legs.? Later, I'd make her lick it up before cleaning my ass with her tongue.? I watched her working for a few more minutes, looking right into her...
It was almost dark when we pulled through the gates into the subdivision about three miles from the trailer park. There were still a few people out about jogging or finishing up the Saturday honey-dos. Most of the children were inside although there was evidence all around that they had been there. There was a bike in the Smith's yard with the wheel still spinning. There was the portable basketball goal at the end of the Roger's driveway that had sure been the focus of attention in the...
If I were to believe the other fleet drivers, being a chauffeur in this company was an iron clad way to get laid on a regular basis. The stretch drivers all had stories of back seat orgies in which they were invited to participate, or the female passenger who got so pissed off with her drunken partner that she had him dropped off home and she continued on with the driver. Most of these stories I would slot into the urban myth category, because from my experience nothing like that actually...
I've been going to the gym regularly for years to help keep fit and get some cardio. It's sometimes boring and frankly at times I just don't feel like going there again. That feeling came over me one day last week and I almost didn't go. Boy and I glad I did!!There's a girl that works out there regularly that I've chatted up a couple times. I know her name is Cindy and I also know she is drop dead fucking gorgeous and literally oozes sexuality. Every swinging dick in the place can't take their...
Cindy Throne is on her way home from work. She is the manger of six very smart women in an accounting firm, it's Thursday and she needs to be in early tomorrow for a very important client. Pulling into her drive Frank her husband is home and this is not the normal for him. Going inside she sees Frank bond to a chair gag in his mouth and bleeding from his nose. A big black man 6' 6" or more standing over him. Cindy yells LEAVE HIM ALONE PLEASE!!! The black man turns to her WHO THE HELL ARE YOU...
Cindy didn't spend too long in prep. The Emir wanted his new acquisitions "fresh" as he called it. That was fine by us. I'd gone down to the customer lounge to join Rick for the handover of the remaining eight of the Emir's household slaves, four house maids, three for 'entertaining' clients and his new PA. We'd got together pretty much everything he'd wanted and, of course Cindy as well. Tricia had suggested using Brian's daughters, Beth and Ella, as two of the 'entertainers', I...