I'm caressing my body and smearing sweat still pouring off my pores. I don't like that feeling but my body needs it sometimes and I know I improved my...physical shape and I feel always great after sweating.Of course I'd love to have here some nice girl or boy who would pet me now, compliment me and make me cum - I forced myself not to orgasm for whole week you can imagine how full I'm. But I'm alone here so I try to satisfy my body now, I use to sweaty orgasms with boys and girls but never did. I felt Tracey pushing hard at me and felt Shelley’s hand caress my balls. I then felt Shelley other hand touch my shaft and realised that she was playing a tune on Tracey’s clit with the other hand. I ground deep into Tracey and felt her orgasm again, her pelvic muscles gripped my cock as she shuddered and pulled out of her kiss, and this time she cried out, “Oh, fuck me Roy. Fuck me deep and hard, you bastard.” This was followed by gasps and deep breathing until she relaxed onto Shelley. I. ’ I felt I was not entitled to all the credit. ‘Well, Connie, I think you gave the process a bit of a helping hand along the way,’ I said. ‘Sure I did,’ agreed Connie. ‘It was fun.’ ‘Well, I’m sure I’m very much obliged to the both of you,’ said Fran, getting embarrassed now. ‘But the point is, Laura,’ she went on, returning to the issue at hand, ‘when the serum first affected me I almost went out of my mind with desire for James. I wanted to marry him.’ Wendy was startled. Neither Fran nor I. I told him that my old friend Saul had invited me for a walk.Victor laughed in the phone, saying I would be safe, since he knew that Saul was gay; so the guy would not try to fuck me.I laughed back, saying I was pretty sure that my sweet friend was bisexual…He was a handsome Latin type man, very polite; younger than me and I had seen a couple times his big and thick cock…That night I made my best to get sure I was looking sexy…A little tight black silk dress and a pair of sexy stilettos, just.