Rui Natsukawa in red lingerie used by three juveniles

Rico screamed out at me, in pure defiance. "No, Rico. You've got it all wrong," I corrected him. " You're the one who's about to get fucked here. Actually, 'raped' is a much more appropriate term for it. Now open up your fucking mouth, and drink my 'special champagne', as Cindy likes to call it." "No way, man! You can't make me do that," Rico insisted. " I may not be able to. But Cindy definitely can," I calmly replied. "Either you drink that wonderful glass of urine that Carl personally 'poured' for you, or I'm gonna cut your dick off with your own switchblade while you watch," Cindy warned, as she flashed Rico's switchblade in front of his face, and pushed the little button to release the spring-loaded blade, so that it could fly out of the handle, and then lock into position. "You wouldn't actually do that. Would you?" Rico asked, with a very worried look on his face. "Just try me, Mother Fucker! I've been wantin' to bobbitize you, ever since that night you raped me in the bathroom. Now open up your fucking mouth, and drink the God damn urine already!" Rico didn't know what the word "bobbitize" meant. And so he simply assumed that Cindy has just pronounced the word "baptize" in a very strange way. But he was very familiar with the word "urine". And consequently, he was still refusing to open his mouth, keeping his lips pressed tightly together. And so Cindy teasingly ran the tip of the knife blade down the middle of Rico's six-pack abs and lower abdomen, through his thick patch of dark-brown pubic hair, and then stopped just short of his penis. "Okay, okay. I'll cooperate," Rico finally said, as he opened his mouth, and closed his eyes at the same time. "Down the hatch," I said sarcastically, as I slowly-but-steadily poured my still-warm urine from the champagne glass directly into Rico's wide-open mouth. Rico start gagging on the horrible-tasting urine. And I stopped pouring for just a moment to warn him, "I'd drink every bit of it, if I were you. Cindy's not in a very good mood right now. And you really don't want to piss her off with that knife right up against your dick, do you?" Rico forced himself to swallow, gulp-after-gulp, until I was letting the last few drops of urine drip down onto Rico's tongue. "That's a good boy," I praised Rico as if he were a pet dog, and then raised my own glass of real champagne up into the air to make the toast, "Here's to Rico! May he suffer greatly, but not japanese die!" And the other three teens participants in this bizarre "game" quickly lifted their own champagne glasses up high, chanting in unison, "Here, here!" Then we all took small sips of our champagne, before putting our respective plastic glasses back down, being careful to move them out of the way, asian so that they wouldn't interfere with the evening's "planned festivities". "Jerry," I said, "Would you come over here, and kick things off for us?" "Why I'd be honored," Jerry said, as he walked over to oriental the side of the metal table, standing right next to Sally, and then motioned for Cindy to remove her knife from Rico's crotch, so that he could reach over and begin fondling Rico's limp dick, and his balls. "Hang on. I've got to get a video of this," Sally told Jerry, as she went and retrieved her cell phone from her purse, then came back to the side of the metal table and began creating a digital video recording of everything that Jerry was doing to Rico. I'm sure that Rico was totally disgusted by the very idea of having sex with another man. It was obvious from his whole demeanor that he viewed himself as being purely heterosexual. But unfortunately for Rico, Jerry had been around the block a few times, and knew exactly how to handle another man's dick and balls, as if they were his own. “Not exactly,” he said. "Because you're so HOT! Apparently, no one had filed to dissolve the corporation. You’re oriental the one being the asshole. I see your long gorgeous red hair and your beautiful face first. A real orgasm. After dinner, the boys were expected to clean up the kitchen and wash the pots and pans, too. I thought back to that conversation she and I shared on the way to May’s house. We both winced a bit when Ryan switched the vibes on, but still managed to finish drying our hair ready to go for some breakfast. “You will asian soon and then you can tell me your opinion,” He laughed and led her to the dungeon. I was covered head to toe in blankets, with Momo clinging to one arm, Sonja clinging to the other, and Chloe lying on my chest. "Yeah, what's that?" “Take my pants off.” He said pulling his shirt over his head. He will take teens japanese them to bed.