Go straight back, make a right through the party room and then hang a left and you'll find the spare bedroom to stash your clothes. You definitely won't be needing them," he said with a lingering stare. The pretty girl took a deep breath and strode down the hallway. Sure enough, as she entered the main living area of the penthouse, she could see that the 'party' was in full swing. Anya had never seen anything like it before. Priceless crystal chandeliers illuminated four beds all set up in a row, naked men and women everywhere. She gazed in shock at the nearest queen-sized bed. A Moroccan man, 6'3 with enough muscle to make Tristin look weak by comparison, knelt behind a beautiful, naked Chinese girl who was kneeling on all fours. Although the sexy Chinese girl's cunt looked more than inviting, shaved, framed with slender labia and totally exposed, the man had more forbidden acts in mind. The gorgeous Chinese girl stiffened as the Moroccan stud poured a vial of lubricant on his cock, spreading the glistening fluid before he positioned the tip at the opening to the girl's ass. "Oh please, not there," she groaned. The Moroccan ignored her plea, slowly thrusting into her bottom, his hands spreading her ass-cheeks. "Shut up Jia. You're getting ass-fucked. Take it like the little slut you are." A tall Caucasian man climbed onto the bed on the other side of the girl named Jia. Jia's breasts jiggled as the Caucasian reached under, smacking them with the palm of his hand. indian I set down the menu and look her in the eyes. She laughs and nods in agreement. “You are very good Sarah. I was howling at the intense pleasure Jason was giving me. I then said, “I NEED YOUR COCK IN ME. FUCK ME HARD.” “Well,” indian he said, rubbing at the back of his neck. She stopped crying, and Ben lowered his mouth and kissed her. My hermaphroditic appendage throbbed inside of her. I don’t know what got into me, but I can’t, we can’t…” I looked over at the Wall Street Daddy who was rubbing his cock through his jeans. “Ooh, Mommy's being so naughty, Daddy!” gasped Avalon. We went downstairs to his brand new blue BMW Z4 convertible and he opened the door of the car for me. I managed to sit down in a somewhat ladylike fashion – I don’t think I showed too much. Oh! “That will be all. Last night I had gotten up to get a drink of water and I overheard my mom say "Will you FUCK me" to dad.