I know exactly how I got here. And yet... , this would never have happened. Not after the last time. High this time he was there with me.
I find myself lying flat against the hood of a car's engine. My dress at my waste, my panties are gone.
Around me are standing in a circle a buch of Italians. Speaking in a language unknown to me, it doesn't matter.
He is there, holding my hand, taking care of me as promised.
I look into his eyes as yet another uncircumcised penis take it's turn to penetrate me. But they will never really have me. He is the one who does. Even as the cum inside me I grunt and scream for his ears. My pussy is dripping wet waiting patiently for him to take a turn. Knowing it was not promised.
When he finally takes his turn I feel so happy and satisfied... He doesn't stay long though. Gives me to a few more before he decides I had enough.
I suck him deep inside my tight throat, drinking greedily every drop out of him.
Now I'm calm....
