Both girls were moaning softly and I felt their young bodies twitching against mine in their own orgasmic bliss. Debbie had moved her cupped left hand...over under my cockhead and was now catching my cum as the squirts stopped and it just flowed out. I watched as maybe two tablespoons of my cum filled her cupped palm. I kept stroking my cock after I had stopped cuming because the tickling in my cock after I cum is as intense as before and during and I love to make it last. I told the girls this. He closed the door, looking down at me, all stern and dressed in leather. He was a beautiful man. “Can we talk?” His face froze, for a second making him look like a statue of a poker player, then he smirked, a cruel glint in his eyes. “If I hand you a business card, you’ll drop the robe. That’s how it works, right?” “Matthew, that’s not…” “Right. That’s not it. Let’s see, what are the magic words?” He unbuckled his belt and unzipped. He brought out his hardening cock. “Get on your knees and. Their eyes rolled as they twitched and clawed their bodies.“That’s why I’ve transformed myself to a mortal shape. You, my women who worship me, my beautiful barbarian priestesses, go and beat the drums and raise your voices high, so that everyone knows we’ve come.” “Yes: I’ve come to dance,” said one of the chorus actors, scraping her body over the stage. “I’ve come to cry out in glorious celebration of the great god.”A woman in the audience whispered, “Is this…is this how it’s supposed to. He seemed a little slow, in fact Liz felt sorry for him and his parents and took some pride that she was contributing by been a regular customer.At reception the tall shoulder length brunette was greeted with a warm smile as she entered the lobby. Ma Angel always seemed delighted to see her again."Oh Miss! Welcome back. Business good I hope?" Liz thanked her nodding in agreement."Yes almost too good. I never seemed to be at home these days."Ma gave her a sympathetic look. Over the months she.