I could feel the tension building, yet, aside from Amy, none of The Girls had become bold enough to ask me what I wanted. There was also some residual...jealousy and I wasn't convinced that The Girls were ready to take things to the next level.At the same time, since arriving at Colorado College it seemed like I craved sex less or, at the very least, felt the urge to be more selective. When I'd been working with clients I had sex all the time. Recently it wasn't more than a few nights a week,. That undoubtedly meant trouble. People didn't doany of those strange kinds of things in the real world."Do you wanna have some more sex now, Phil honey," purred Fiona. "Iknow I do. I'm feeling hornier than hot shit right now."Brittany took a deep breath. How was she ever going to escape fromthis looney bin? Her odd captors were obviously insane. She couldn'tpossibly negotiate with this madman. And that equally odd spaced outFiona was clearly operating a couple of quarts lower than recommendedas. They have some things scheduled pretty late. I won't call tonight if it goes on too long." Don't worry John. I have plenty to keep me busy. The girls dropped off some laundry this weekend, and the new book club edition arrived yesterday. Don't fret about me. I'll see you Friday evening."After a quick kiss, I was off to Baltimore. It was a three hour drive, because I usually took the back roads. I hate the Interstate. The meetings started after lunch, so I had plenty of time to get settled in. I. James began to take off the silk black panties. "No, leave those on" she said as she yanked her track pants off her legs and tossed them aside. Her enormous ball sack plopped into view, gleaming in the early afternoon sun as her heavy penis unfurled in front of her; bobbing, hungry and at almost full attention.Bayonetta licked her lips, admiring the view of her slut, completely nude aside from his girly underwear and purple collar. She climbed to the top of the hillside, pulling on his leash.