As Anya picked her way through a chef salad, Travis tried out Pop's All American Hamburger heaped with grilled onions and green peppers. He took a bit... and nearly puked.Anya looked at his discomfort with a bit of amusement. She offered, "Take off the bun and you should be able to stomach the rest." The bun?" Travis puzzled as he spit out the hamburger into his napkin, "I ate them just fine the other day." The other day you hadn't used power to heal and maintain your body. Your strong distaste. "Is there any place they didn't get you?" he asked, laughing as a strange excitement raced through his loins."Nope. When you come in here, you get to fuck whatever hole you can find," Béla said. "That's the rules of the Target Club. There are no rules. Except for 'No fighting over the nooky'!" God," Jake whispered, his voice filled with awe at the sensations raging through him.Placing his hands on Béla's cum-slicked breasts, he felt his way down the curves of her body – her slippery-sticky. We do have all afternoon but I must be home by seven." I think we can arrange that, but let’s not waste any time." He pulled me into an embrace. "I hope you’re not starving. I would love to have dessert as the first course." Leaning forward, he kissed me hard and I felt his tongue on my lips, poking a way between them, wanting to dance with my tongue. As his tongue entered my mouth, he reached down and picked me up. We stopped kissing and he carried me to his bedroom, where he put me down. After a few minutes of this torture, Wendy suggested they switch places. Laura eagerly agreed and moved to sit at the end of the bed. She leant down and took my cock in her mouth just as Wendy reached my chest. It was obvious that Laura was well practiced in fellatio. She had all the right moves. Wendy took turns pinching my nipples and watching Laura slave over my dick. Every so often, Wendy would look up at me and smile a sexy, confident smile. I grinned back at her like a man.