They had been to shy to get the things they wanted. Katherine, Carolyn, and Brittani were all the same. They only had two or three bags each. I sent t...em off again telling them to get things they really liked and wanted. I told them not to be shy about the money. I was determined to spoil them. So when we met again we all had too many bags to carry. I gave them a big hug and we walked off to the car with a line of about five sales clerks following us. Over the next few weeks we did a lot of fun. He held my two braids in each of his hands as he rode. He fucked me like a dog fucks his bitch. I felt like I’m on top of the world. Naman was fucking my ass really hard. When he was done he pushed me to the ground. Both of them held their dicks in front of my face. I took each dick in one hand and began to suck them one by one. I got them to cum. Naman’s load came out first. His cum was flowing with great force. I wondered how can a guy have so much sperm with him. His cumulative covered my. We walked in the door and he immediately knew without even having to ask us. He turned to me and said, "Well, was she any good?" I jokingly replied, "Yea, you married one hell of a slut." That immediately lightened the mood as the three of us started laughing in the middle of their living room. Then he asked me, "Did she show you a little bit of what she does for me?" I went to open my mouth and she smiled that devilish smile that I love so much and put a finger over my lips. "Why don't we. "I can't read shit that small." It says 'CLINIC - of the Criminally Insane Anarchist Feminist Lesbians'," Chet replied."God-think we should do something?" Naw," said Chet. "He'll be fine."What the hell? I woke up, still strapped to the gurney. No pain, though. Must have got operated on. Feels OK. I tried to sit up, but the straps held my arms down. Something brushed into my chin when I made the effort, though.I looked up, opening my eyes as wide as I could bear, to find out what had bumped into.