She’d insisted on giving me a blowjob even though I offered sex.“I promised!” she giggled. “Besides, you tasted me! I want to taste you!”I w...s amazed at the ease with which she took me completely into her mouth and with her skill at using her tongue and just the right amount of sucking. When I tensed, she put both hands on my butt and pulled me tight to her. The first jet of cum blasted directly into her throat, but then she slowly bobbed up licking and sucking as several jets of cum splashed. “The best.” I reply.I walk up behind her and kiss her neck, as I reach around with both hands and grab her tits. She moans as I pinch her nipples gently. Her ass presses up against my cock, still covered in cum, leaving a wet spot on her shorts. I kiss down her back, all the way to the waistband of her shorts. I reach up with my hand and push her back to bend her over. She rests her elbows on my bed, leaving her ass up. I pull her shorts down, exposing her ass. Her asshole is tight and. She said ok slut suck. This was not the first time I served her but not this many shemales. I moved forward and ran my toungue overbthebhead and then down the shaft till gaged some. I then slid up and down and soon she started to throb and pull cock out and stroked over my face. When I turned around the other shemales were naked and stroking and Michelle said that they could use me as they feel fit. One pulled me up and took me to a bench and laid me on it. Four walked over and started to work. I know this, because that’s what the brochure tells me.Mainly we’re killing time, waiting to drive down to SFO to pick Daddy up.Being a little out my league in San Francisco, well feeling that way anyway, I casually drop the one art quote I know that’s attributed to B. Brecht, “Art is not a mirror held up to society, but a hammer with which to shape it.”Felicity looked at me.“I never flew First Class before Bobsy.” Daddy was smiling, happy. Which made me smile, happy.He looked good, more color.