Come to think of it,they were both amazingly hot: Sorrel with curves, and Frieda with angles(she'd originally come to town on a track scholarship to t...euniversity).Okay, so I found myself intimidated by them both, fascinated by them,too, attracted to Sorrel, kind of wishing I were her and hoping I couldgrow up to be even half as cool as she was. And all this on about a twohour acquaintance. For a moment I hovered around her mentally and then Iwas drawn back to the sofa because that's where I. ”“Yes!” I said.“I’d like to hear about them,” he said.So I told him that they’d wanted to take pictures of us and offered to pay us. I’d thought about this all night, staring up at the faint light from a street light that shown on the ceiling through a tall, thin window in the wall of the cell. Obviously I had to explain why somebody would pay us so much money just for taking pictures, which meant I had to admit we were nude for these pictures. I made it clear we’d been staying at a nude. The cum came quickly as an explosion in the snow in front of me. I trembled both from the joy and cold and completely forgot the pain in my hands and legs. I wanted to scream from the orgasm I had.I would normally, when I was playing in my room, stop at this point. One orgasm was satisfying me 99% of the time. But this time I had no choice and no possibility to turn of the toy. My cock was limp and I turned back on my stomach - right into the spot where I came a few minutes ago. The realization. Kerry was pretty much the same, though tonight both had put on their little party numbers showing off a good deal of well browned legs and a goodly amount of cleavage."Just one thing, Uncle Dave, "Kerry announced with a grin. "Try to restrain your dancing, just this once."Well I did (for once) and spent most of the night doing the equivalent of a two-step shuffle with various ladies whilst admiring Paula and Kerry as they were the centre of a host of male desire. Eventually I wandered out to.