I’d gone to the bathroom and on the way back to the table I was stopped by Rita Duhman.“How have you been Harry? Haven’t seen you in quite a whi...e.”“Around Rita. Mostly working and going to school.”“Pretty much the same for me. Rumor has it that you haven’t hooked up with anyone since Paulie left. You’ve got my number. Give me a call. Got to go” and she hurried into the women’s restroom.My eyes followed her to the door and I was thinking about what Sarah had said. Gail was my first and for a. I feel, I think. And then I try not to think. Not about firm and strong, at least. Or her."My gloves and mask," I say, downcast. "They're in the cupboard." I am mortified. "My nurse has the key." What a berk! I'd love to impress this creature, yet all I am doing is stuffing things up!"Can't we do it without them?"I don't know. Can we?What an entrancing voice she has. And what an idea, to examine her with my bare hands! To cover my embarrassment — and shaking hands — I pour a cup of water from. I warn them about that right from the beginning, too. I'm ONLY interested (Sorry guys! But's true!) in sucking your cock, and swallowing your load of (neglected) cum. Period. End of story. So, if a guy begins to act like he'd developing something more than I care to be a part of...they get ONE warning. 'I'm ONLY interested in sucking you off, guys! NOTHING MORE THAN THAT. Okay?' Usually I have no further problems. But, if I do, then it's 'Good bye, and GO AWAY! We' (them) 'are DONE!'So, keeping. At one point the now nude ladies re-positioned us into a 69 with Brian on top. They circled us, helping us suck each other, playing with our holes, pinching our nipples and even getting comfortable with each other. From the corner of my eyes I could see Jesse's hands fondling my wife's breasts from behind. I could see my wife lean back into her as they kissed, my wife's tongue stretching to make contact with the sexy, slithering tongue of our sales person. Meanwhile I could feel Brian's cock.