Kayla had been the last he had mated with this morning, and both she and Arlene seemed exhausted.He remembered Diana's comment about how beautiful his...wives were when they were "fresh fucked," and had to agree with her. Shrugging mentally after deciding he wouldn't wake his running companions, he went to the vanity area. He could smell himself – well himself and the accumulation of pussy juice on his dick and groin, and as he looked in the mirror, he realized that his face probably smelled too.. 'You never said. I can't say anything right now or I'll disgrace myself. You got the menu planned too?' Click.'Thought I'd let ya choose for yourself. Don't want to look over-control.' She rolled her eyes.'That'll be the day.' She seemed to have perked up some, and I let out a little of the breath I'd been holding.Dinner went real well. Champagne got drunk, but I virtuously refused wine, told the waiter I was driving, got an approving smile from her. She found her appetite and cleaned her. I felt rubber gloved hands washing me. Soaping me up and playing with my cock and arse, pulling on my nipples. When he turned me around I could Bearley stand. He dried me off then removed the gag. I think you clean enough to fuck slut he said, then He led me down the hallway and in to the bedroom. Anna was laying on the bed drinking tea, she offerd to get us some, my eyes where drawn to her exposed pussy and stocking tops. As she got up her tits jiggled and Her arse was pert, I watched her. Make him lust after you.’Each request was planted in Vanessa’s mind and she took them all in before smiling at Evan. She lifted herself off the bar stool, adjusted her attire and sat back down with her skirt elevated up the side of her thigh. A good portion of stocking top was glistening under her skirt and a suspender belt could be seen to anyone looking from the side of the tabled area to her left. Vanessa unbuckled a button on her blouse to reveal a little more cleavage; actually a lot more.