Now, we were two healthy young women. We had certain needs ... and no, we didn't turn to each other for sex. We each had BOB (Battery Operated Boyfrie...d) for that. We were very pragmatic about it ... very realistic. If I heard a buzzing sound in the night, I didn't think anything about it ... and I most certainly never mentioned it. Sometimes, that was difficult ... Janie is a "moaner," and is often quite ... well ... vociferous. But overall, it was just a necessity, like hygiene. A fact of. She watched as he made several phone calls, then went back to the room, leaving the door open once again. Carly decided to risk a quick walk-by. What she saw almost killed her. Angela was tied up to the bed and her Master was sitting on a chair looking quite unhappy. He was yelling at her for not obeying and she was begging him to forgive her. The room then went silent, so Carly returned to her car waiting to see what would happen. Thirty minutes later, she saw four men and two women go into. "Some day I'll tell you," Mary replied, her hand pulling on Harold's stiffening shaft.A few more mouth and hand strokes brought Harold to firmness. He rolled on a condom and positioned himself between Mary's thighs. Denise held his cock and guided him in.Watching Harold fuck another woman for a couple minutes, Denise changed focus to the cock she had been stroking, taking it into her mouth and eventually into her throat. Roger let the thrill seize him quickly, knowing her throat couldn't take. “Of course.”He sighed his bliss, and looked down, now that she had both hands on his length. He was still hard, and she was still massaging his length. And she wasn’t stopping.Having sex so often, sometimes with the rather demanding task of satisfying three women, was having an effect on him. A man’s recovery period from orgasm was only a biological function after all, and Kindred could bypass any biological function with practice. Or in this case, with an conscious and unconscious need. His.