It was one of the bartenders from The Beachfront. pov The golden shorts were slowly lowered and a huge erect penis pointed directly at skinny Tracey’s mouth. “Come on, Tracey. You know you want to suck on this. Show us what you can do.” Tracey wanted to shout out, “No, you are wrong!” but instead as the huge Hardcore prick came close to his face he opened his mouth and hungrily reached forward to envelope the swollen cock. He bobbed his head and swirled his tongue just as he had done so many times in his fantasies as he masturbated in the safety of his bedroom. But this was real. He was tied, helpless in public and sucking a man’s cock. The man suddenly groaned and hot cum gushed into Tracey’s petite mouth. It tasted different than his own spunk. It was sweeter, but at the same time more salty. Another stiff cock replaced the first as soon as it had gone soft in his mouth. Then another and finally another as all four men raped his face. “I think it is time we gave sissy boy a little pleasure,” the leader of the group said. “Marti, come here,” he shouted and one of the waitresses from The Beachfront stepped into Tracey’s field of vision. Her mesh stocking were gone and she was naked from the waist down. Her small penis was flacid and totally devoid of hair. When she slid her small corsete top to the ground, her breasts looked very real. As she stood naked in front of him, Tracy thought, “So that’s the effect of female shaved hormones on a man’s equipment.” Marti knelt in front of Tracey and took his penis into her mouth. One of the bartenders knelt in the sand behind her. I moaned softly. My tongue danced over her folds, licking up her cream as she squealed into my Hardcore cunt. I will also take her ass before Sunday. Cylvan arched her back and groaned with Rosalyn only watching on from the side. Dr. Brown walked into the lobby with a guy in a suit and tie. I ran my hands down his hairless chest, over his rippled tummy (which didn't have an ounce pov of fat on it), down past his belt line to the base of his cock. Let’s say we take a crack at it?” "Yes, Mistress sorry Mistress." Things were still a bit strained with them over the events of their sister’s condition and the loss of their revered father and Irma’s assumed rash decision to marry Brad, a man younger than her, though they had never been uncivil to him. Quickly and quietly I slice through the rope binding her. I squeezed her ass and lifted her up my cock. He put his finger on my lips and just caressed them a bit , i felt like melting and with a kinky smile : - thin we can manage that sweetie :) Apart from the first couple of seconds, it didn’t hurt at all. I liked her a lot because she didn’t know I was a model or anything so it was like, a real friendship I guess. “Trust us, we do. Guys are supposed to always think about sex whenever they see a naked girl, she mused as she tugged her sundress over her head and tossed it into a crumpled heap on the floor. That’s when she said. I let go of the zipper and the skirt fell to the floor at her feet. I rationalized, she's in college, so she is probably still skinny living with her parents. We won!” Willow submitted completely and wantonly and in just a few more minutes her body could hold no more passion. Her large breasts rose and fell, swelling the light-blue cocktail dress she wore, the neckline scooped to show a generous amount of cleavage. He told me that their parents and the police might be interested in the pictures they took shaved petite with the ipad of me jacking them off!