The two large couches in the middle of the large hall were bright blue with plush cushions in complete harmony with the light blue thick rug and the r...om's décor. A ceramic copy of Venus de Milo was the only piece of art in the room; it matched the terracotta tiles perfectly.Bob and I sat on one of the comfy couches, sliding slowly and spreading our legs. He leaned on my chest and lowered his head over my cock. He kissed the head a few times, then the shaft all the way down to the base. Then he. After what seemed like an eternity the orgasmic spasms died away and Marks softening cock slipped out of her slimy well-fucked cunt hole. It was followed by a stream of his cum that dribbled down across her ass and pooled on the altar below her.Mark climbed off the altar leaving Martha tied and on display. He stood behind the alter while the two naked girls dried his body with towels. Martha closed her eyes and relaxed, she, at least for the moment did not care if she was tied up or if she was. ” Bitch, your cunt is still very tight why that mother fucker dose not screw you every night or he just shaves it. Your pussy is still not so wet. You are a hardened whore. “Growled Billo still fingering her. My wife took Seth’s cock out from her mouth and said “Darling, come I will sit on your face lick my pussy and make it as wet as you want”. Billo seemed to like the idea. Billo climbed the bed and lied. My wife got up and set on his face rubbing her pussy on Billo’s face. I could see. .. five dogs?! Ugh.Finally, I dropped PaleWriter a line. Would he like to go to a movie?We watched an action thriller but he didn't try to put his arm around my shoulders or cop a feel in the dark theater. We chatted for a bit and once he dropped me off at my car I said goodnight and headed home. Another so-so date; not bad, but not good either.Another week of disappointments (including a guy who looked absolutely nothing like his profile pic meeting me for coffee and proceeding to ignore me.