I didn't bother with breakfast because I knew they'd sleep in.It was the same with work that day - by lunchtime I was picturing what was happening at ...ome. Turns out they got up, ate, watched some TV and then took turns with her until I got home.That's how the week continued. I can remember who was there on what day or who stayed the night and who didn't. I know Thursday night nobody stayed over past 1 a.m. and Susan said I could sleep with her as long as I didn't touch her. That night she lay. Of course there was not way to get any before some other kind of assistant came for me. "Miss Porter," she said from a hallway door. "Come with me please." Then she led me to a treatment room. The room was white of course with a table where I guess I was supposed to sit. But I chose to sit on the doctor's stool. Hell I was paying, I would sit where ever I wanted. At least until someone told different.Well technically the assistant had said sit on the examining table. I had just ignored her, Yes. He stopped at her bikini, undoing it.(This k** is learning fast.) Brandi stepped back and let her top fall to the floor and then pressed her body into his. She started kissing down his body licking his nipples. I could see her saliva glistening as she got to the top of his pants. She unsnapped his pants and went down to her knees pulling his pants and his shorts to the floor.(I was really amazed how big he was. He had to be a good nine inches, his girth had to be six inches. Wow what the girls. Spasm after spasm racked my body, and I could feel my semen come out (no pun intended) she groaned, and took it all– without complaint. And still, her head kept pumping. Still, my head kept pumping. It got to the end, and died away as suddenly as it had arrived. ‘My turn, maybe?’ I heard her say. I smiled with my eyes closed, and replied jokingly. ‘Don’t you think we ought to go home soon? Our parents will be wondering where we are, and…’ I didn’t even get a chance to finish. She had already.