‘Spread yourself for me so I can get these last few hairs and then we’ll get you dressed,’ she said. I was embarrassed and excited, and unlike t...e efficient way she shaved my front side, she seemed to be taking her time as her fingers rubbed all over my asshole. I nearly choked when she asked me, ‘has your wife ever fucked your ass before?’ I told her my wife wasn’t into ass play and she said ‘that’s too bad,’ as the tip of her finger slid inside my virgin ass. Quickly she slid it out and ran. He’d roll over on the couch as he was waking and end up staring straight at it. I turned around, making my way quietly back down to the living room, but it was a futile effort. He was opening his eyes, smiling at my disheveled appearance. ‘Good morning’ I whispered. I’d never seen someone look so perfect at seven a.m. after sleeping on a rigid couch. It was useless now, he was going to see the picture. Sooner or later I would have to explain. He groggily sat up on the couch, running his. Reason 2: You really are a whore that's just barely above a skanky street walking whore and you are one of the lead whores in your pimp's string and he is one mean son of a bitch and does not tolerate any of his whores to fuck anybody on their own and beats them terribly if they violate any of his rules and you are deathly afraid that he would find out you were having an illicit long distance sex affair with me without his permission hoping that I might be the ticket to help you escape the hold. She turned her head to the exiting lovers. “Thanks,” she murmured.“Yes,” said Charlie. “Thanks.”“Our pleasure,” Liang winked. They dressed and left the two lovers, heading to their wives and companions.On the next night, a horny Maria waited for MIRE to finish rehearsal before pulling Joe away. “Island Fantasies?” Joe asked her.“Please,” she murmured.They found Linton waiting for them in the kitchen. He drove them to the strip joint and joined them inside, hanging out with Frenchie.Moderately.