“I want to see your lips wrapped around my cock.” His fingers tickle my clit on their retreat. I piously kneel before him, my back to the mirror. ...is fingertips softly traced my cheek, and tipped my face up towards his—with cock in hand, he said tenderly, “Suck.” My soft, warm, and wet mouth engulfed him, and began nursing his cock—I loved how it swelled and filled my mouth and throat. “Ohh fuck yes...” Tariq groaned, pushing his cock deeper into my mouth, his hand firm in my hair, fucking my. She and Don were going to "turn in."Yeah, I thought. They were going to "turn in" to the beast with two backs!Well, that was OK by me. We all said our swift goodnights and Tad gathered up his clothing and escorted me down the hall. Most of my clothing was elsewhere -- still in the kitchen, maybe? But who needs clothing?I stripped off Tad's jockey shorts again -- it was the only item of clothing he'd put back on -- and we both got into the shower stall in the guest bathroom. It wasn't very big. She held both my hands over my head and said “someone has been very naughty right from the start!” I could only nod in agreement.Then she turned around again and this time instead of stroking my cock she started to suck on it. I was overjoyed as she licked and sucked it at her pace and used her hands to play with my balls. Then she put both my balls in her mouth and played with them.My hands started to run wild on her ass and on her crotch. I momentarily grabbed her pussy and she immediately. So, mysteries! Why was I lying on this bed? Had I had an accident orsomething? Why did I appear to be restrained and who was this otherperson who had just come round?Oh! And what dose? Of what? Had I had one as well?I tried to think back over the day and work out what had happened.I remembered finishing the day's work after my earlier encounter withthese two women. Several more crossings had cleared all the prospectivepassengers back to the Woodbridge side of the river. I had cleaned up theboat.