How much do I owe you?”“Nothing, darling,” said Julienne. “We owe you for the food and sex.”“Most of all,” I chipped in. “We owe you f...r showing us the way.”We knew then what we wanted to do and how we’re going to make our future a pleasurable one. We were married within a week and within a year saved enough money to start our venture. That was why Julienne received Mrs. Brown wearing nothing but black high heels shoes, and her lovely smile. I knew what Mrs. Brown saw when she looked at me: a. Denise was in her own world, suddenly letting go a growl, stiffening slightly and eyes rolling as an orgasm hit her. Her pussy let go and tightened around my cock, which I stayed still deep inside her for a second or two. She relaxed a little as I pulled her legs up over my shoulder, Denise had a look of could care less as she tightly gripped the bedsheets. With her, in this position, she was totally at the mercy of my cock inside her. I got to grasp with a steady rhythm going in as deep as I. About 20 mins later the girls came back down to join us so Martin went off to open a btl of wine, Shirl sat next to me on a sunbed i could see more marks on her breasts & stomach now on which i remarked, she grinned & said it wasnt all one way as she had left her marks as well mostly down his back & chest. Nothing was said about the tattoo she just said they had a fantastic night & had hardly slept, she showed me her pussy which looked very swollen & open but would tell me more later which i. I sell them to newsstands. Men go nuts over em and so do quite a few women. I bet you’ve never even thought of anything like this, have you kid?”“Na (trying to be nonchalant) then ... no.” It was like I was in a surreal dream. I had no idea what kind of newsstands would sell these kinds of magazines, but I knew my mother was on a grand jury that had heard a case involving an arcade in downtown Cleveland by the name of Jerry’s Fun House. The grand jury case was on “pornography.” So, I figured.