I couldn’t believe it — after all of those Penthouse letters I’d read, all or virtually all of which had to be pure fiction ... and here was wha... had to be a genuine Penthouse “Letters” situation.The door turned out to not be completely closed — the slight crack it was open, apparently, being what had allowed the sounds I had heard to escape the sound-proofed conference room — and it swung wider on silent hinges as I gently pushed it.Not that either of the two people currently violating at. Almost exactly as swollen in fact. They had all conceived within a week of each other. He cast his mind back to that time months ago.------"Hi there again Buddy," grinned Jim as M let him in, "looks like I'm here to do your job for you again."M muttered his welcome."Which lady am I servicing today buddy? Or am I back for seconds on that cute sister of yours perhaps?" No Jim, you're here for Claire today. We think she's about to ovulate and she's real ready for you. Thing is, I am too, but we. While Bud caressed her, Karen explored his body, too. It was hard, heavily muscled, and she felt ridges, possibly scars. He felt so different from Tommy! Incredibly sweet sensations roared through her when his lips closed over one of her nipples. She pressed tighter against him, groaning, and felt his erection prodding her belly. She didn’t care if this was their first date. She wanted him! Desperately. ‘You’re so beautiful! So beautiful!’ Bud moaned as he caressed and explored her. ‘So. They were alone and we let them in. One was real pretty too. Blonde hair and bright blue eyes. The other was a Mexican girl with a nice body but not so pretty in the face. It didn’t matter what they looked like though ‘cause the men were only interested in what was between their legs,” he snickered.“What happened to them?”“Died.”“How?” David inquired after catching his breath. He was sure they were fucked to death just like the other woman.“They killed themselves and only after ‘bout two weeks..