Smith sitting on the dresser picked up by one ofthe two men. As he left they entered they were quick to help her get cleanedup and retouch her make-up...before they took her down to the hotels bar. Nosooner had they arrived than Debra was given a tall fruity drink and introducedto a Mr. Jones. She was hurried to finish the drink before she was told toshow Mr. Jones some local entertainment. As soon as she sat her finished drinkdown on the bar Mr. Jones escorted her back to the same hotel room.. I could see her hard nipples sticking out further than I ever remembered.“Is this what you want?” I asked.“Do you mind?” she asked.I told her I wanted her to be happy so I would let it go as far as she wanted or until I couldn’t take it any longer.“Thank you.”She gave me the hottest kiss I could remember.She then returned to Bob and sat next to him. He once again placed his hand on her knee but then moved it up her inner thigh. Christine’s head fell back against the couch and she moaned. He. We left good friends after, we saw her, sometimes or never. Would you be shocked if I told you that some of those that we shared moments of intimacy with me I was never given their names or even their first names. They are shadows, pleasant moments that populated a point in my life. To simply satisfy our senses, give and receive pleasure and then leave.I'm curious but I can be like that and the circumstances and chance is that I multiplied these adventures. To those who know me I would say I. “Did you enjoy that?”I nodded and croaked, “Yes.”I admit that was all I could manage. Choked with incredulity and gratitude, words felt impossible. I took a slug of my drink to wet my throat. “You have a nice cock, strong and thick. I can see why Brigitte wants you.”“Erm, thanks. Err, thank you.”Dumbfounded by the novelty of what I had experienced and witnessed, I had no idea how to behave. I felt caught between a need to be grateful or casual and Nicolette behaved as if this was no big deal. .