It totally killed my erotic mood, so I became soft.When Carol felt it, she said, "Thank God!"Soon I was so soft and small that there was no point in s...aying in her. I said, "Shall I pull out and lower you to the bed?" Yes please. Slowly."I did so, watching her wince. When Carol was flat on the bed, I made to move out from between her legs, to make it easier for her to get comfortable, but Julia said, "You might as well stay there Mark. You'll have to resume in a few minutes."The way I felt now,. Now I had to go from girl to girl, each of them squeezing and touching my butt. The consensus was, definitely nice and definitely better than the beefy guys on the posters on the walls. One of her friends commented that if they had Playgirl Magazines to look at instead of Playboy they could actually compare me to the models in the magazine. My wife, already slightly drunk, told them that I actually had a subscription to Playgirl magazine and that she often caught me reading the new arrivals. Sasha followed Jolene to the bed and kissed Jolene passionately before pushing her to the bed on her back. Sasha kissed Jolene’s neck and slowly moved her kissing down Jolene’s body enjoying the way Jolene writhed under her lips. She instinctively took Jolene’s nipples into her mouth and sucked on them hard as her hands ran down Jolene’s sides. Sasha ran one hand over Jolene’s pussy lightly teasing her with her fingertips. Jolene grinned as she moaned wanting to feel Sasha’s fingers in her.. I knew room service was open all night if anyone wanted anything later.By Jenny’s and my prior agreement, I was to leave the table first and busy myself as I pleased for at least an hour before returning to our suite. Also, Jerome and Jenny would refrain as much as possible from heavy petting. Mutual respect is a quality we both treasure. She did not disappoint.Husband and wife had one more caveat: she would try to tell me everything when the time came. I’d made sure there was plenty of.