********The bed was generous and king-sized. I made sure to lay out plenty of lube on the nightstand. I placed towels by the foot of the bed in case...we needed them.I took off my Ray-Bans and placed them in my handbag. Then I took it out.“It” was the blindfold. Not a sleep mask, which would make me feel about as sexy as a retiree trying to catch some Z’s, but an actual length of cloth that had to be tied in place. It was the fact that it had to be tied onto me that was so thrilling, so. It makes no difference if I am on the road or at home I pay for sex. I love the variety that I get. I am especially attracted to darker women, the Spanish and Black women. I don’t know why but I do.In all cases whenever I am fucking another woman I am thinking of Jill. How did this start? Jill and I hardly cross paths. Because I make so much more than her I pay for the apartment. It happened that I came home a day early. I didn’t expect to see Jill so I made myself comfortable. After supper I. And yet it felt like my life was just beginning.I woke up the morning of my birthday to find Taylor and Cassandra both snuggled up to me on either side. And topping things off, Charlotte was rolled into the sheets at our feet.Still groggy, I tried in vain to remember exactly what had happened last night. Bits and pieces came to memory, and those bits were VERY pleasant. But the whole movie failed replay itself in my head.Oh, well. Time to make new memories.My birthday started off in the best. His final gesture was to cum in me, fast, and with absolutely no warning. Some grunts, and then a loud bellow, almost a high-pitched cry, and he pushed his cock fully into me, holding it inside me, and his semen spurted into my cavity. I don’t know how much, or how virile he was, but he was doing his utmost to mix his genetics with mine, his sperm competing with that of my previous lover.I simply gave up now, I was beaten. My hands fell to the mattress at my waist, and my heels to the dirt.