‘That way we can sit and eat you.’ His hand restlessly rubbed the growing bulge in the front of his jeans; I don’t think he was even conscious o... the gesture. It thrilled me to imagine his cock, to imagine that I was the cause of his arousal. ‘I’ll get you a pillow for your head,’ Jesse finished. He headed toward the sofa, and Myles returned with a small glass full of ice. He beamed at me and came over. I could hear his breath; it was raspy and excited. He leant over to kiss me and his mouth. He was spent for the moment in more ways than one and did not want the added responsibility of another woman. He softly harrumphed to himself as he realized he did not want to service more than one woman. One was a lot of work and any of the other three were no less demanding when his sexual favors were requested. He could not just offer an erection and let them have their way. The charge was from seduction to afterglow. When sex became a responsibility, it lost a lot of its wildness.Qi. You complain, but your pussy says you are very excited. I get a stool and a margarita glass to put on it and begin to catch the drippings from your pussy. I insert a sound into your peephole and add a vibrator to it. You are arching and going nuts. “Omigod Omigod” you sayYour ass is full of plug and I ‘m catching a steady drip of cum from your pussy. “Shit!” you say as a tiny bit of pee gushes past the sound in your urethra. Leaving the sound in you, I push my cock into your pussy and I fuck. Was this some sort of trick ?They were in a red bedroom, with a comfortable king-sized bed and the basic amenities of an hotel room. And sure, hotels can suck sometimes, but calling them Hell would be somewhat of a reach.But as they wondered what exactly this painless fall revealed about the mechanics of this place, the door to the small bedroom opened."Hmm ? Two birds in one stone, eh ?"A man in his early thirties, sporting a white shirt and black tie combo, short, black hair with bleached.