He turns to me like we're having a conversation over coffee. “You owe me for the Russian girl you left on my living room floor.” I feel Eva stir next to me and I move my finger to my lips to tell him to be quiet. I slide my underpants on and lead him out of the room and into the hallway. “I thought you knew well enough to clean up after yourself after I've done you a favour.” It's dark but I can see his eyes lit with a manipulative excitement. I rub my eyes and sigh. “Carry on,” I tell him. “You're coming to a party I'm throwing.” “It's not like you to throw a party,” amateur I say dryly. He exhales a small laughter and continues. “As a favour to me you can invite shaved the young woman in your bed. I'm assuming she's the one you've been seeing so often.” He says it almost curtly, asian as though he's my father and I've pushed him towards disappointment. “How is that a favour to indian you, Johannes?” I ask. His face changes and he smiles. “Because I know you're a generous person. She smells very nice.” He glances over my shoulder and into the bedroom behind me. He wants her blood. “No,” I say angrily enough for him to raise his eyebrows. “That fond of her?” He asks. “Fair enough. Make sure she brings a plus-one, then – otherwise there won't be enough to go around.” He says it as though it's a threat. Not like I’ve had to go to college or work. Mike accepted her asian gift and started sucking the nub into his mouth. Ravi cried out in ecstasy. She called out as his groin pressed on her butt. “Yeah well, funny thing: IT DID.” I replied bitterly, sinking down indian again. Their bodies made amateur a slapping sound every time they hit her sweaty body. It was much later into the night now. I write these shaved sex stories for entertainment for myself and you. “I...I give you my word. Sweat beaded around his chest, and his beer gut shook as he hit the ground. I grabbed the sides of Aaron's head, thinking he'd make me choke to death on his dick if I dared to pull his hair, and lifted his head from my crotch.