By the time the first guy blew his load in me I’d been fucked onto the bed. By the time the last guy emptied himself in me; I was flat on my stomach...as he pumped away, nice and deep. One of them went out to get a few beers; I went to make myself a drink. All I had to do was pull the sarong back down then; leak almost all the way to the kitchen and back. I was gaping pretty well but; there’s a wonderful feeling of both that and, having cum leak out of you after some good sex. We all drank and. He can spend a few minutes fixing up the details, when to meet, where. But nothing more. We send him home horny!" He leaned too, as if revealing the secret of life to us."The girl takes him to a cheap restaurant and doesn't spend any of his money. She falls in love with him, or at least that's what the poor sucker thinks!"I licked my lips. I knew where this was going."It is now upon the girl how long she can continue the relationship and use the guy to get as much money out of him over next few. He was learning about photography and spent most of his time at college and night school, knowing though that I had joined an agency and was doing quite well. I had to admit that a glittering career in ballet was not really on the cards but I was earning good money and enjoying every minute of it. Still calling me fairy princess (it was he who gave it to me) suggested that his son took some photos of me dancing and with him being my favourite eventually warmed to the idea with lots of cajoling. Wearing a black tight skirt, a somewhat shear off-white blouse with a black bra and knee high black books with 2" heals. After saying the "good mornings" to Carol and Tom, Suzie let them know she was going to get the coffee going and made her way back to the break room. She was just finishing putting the water in the coffee maker when she heard foot steps coming her way. She turned her head briefly and saw it was Tom and started chatting about something when he came up behind her and slipped.