..”“I thought you already had!” I spat. Her face, her expression and even her demeanor immediately changed.“Myron, what do you mean?” she as...ed. Her voice had gone from demanding to almost a whine. “There’s no way!” she said.“Myron you’re the only...” she began. “Honey, we need to really talk about this. I have to go to work, but we need to talk.” As she left, I could see how shaken up she was.She called me during the day, unaware that I was right across the street from her office watching her. Her pajamas were silk, and consisted of a sleeveless top and a pair of short shorts. She had agreed, since Freya insisted, that she would forgo underwear. (Did I mention that Freya could sell ice to eskimos?) Tiennie giggled when she came into our bedroom wearing a robe over her pajamas. "I'm still a little embarrassed to be wearing so little, and I don't know you that well yet, but Freya promised that I would be safe in your hands, and I believe her. The robe slid off and was draped over a. The escort was stripping on the couch and kind of sitting up higher on the armrest, she was completely naked and she started rubbing her pussy. At this time I had Rachel completely naked and I set her on the couch directly in front of the escort’s spread legs. I started eating out Rachel and Rachel started rubbing the inner thighs of the escort. I then stood up and took my pants off and my cock was very hard. Base on how the escort was looking at us I felt like she was considering changing her. I lifted her hand to my face and sucked each finger into my mouth. This caused little shrieks of surprise and delight. They were followed by a breathed "HHMMM…" when I swiped my tongue across the palm of her upturned hand.Next I visited her flat belly. My tongue tickling her belly button made her jerk and wiggle, so I did not stay there but kissed and nibbled my way across and down to about an inch above her pussy. There I stopped. I felt her whole body moving around on the bed trying to make.