Additionally, I thought if I reduced my daily ejaculations, when I did get to cum, I’d have the gushers I remembered from my teen years. So, plan in...place, I ordered a steel cage device and waited patiently for it to arrive.A few days later, I get home to find a package waiting. My wife said “ you’ve got a package. I started to open it thinking it was for me, then realized it was yours”. My heart almost skipped…” ok..thanks honey”Did she see what it was? Will I need to explain? Fortunately, it. They'd staked out the massage parlor where Geeta worked - they frequented a strip joint across the street. Carl had been inside the massage parlor a couple of times. But it was too upscale for him, with the cover charge a bit high. He and Charlie had watched as Geeta left work.They saw her head across the street, looking in her purse as she did so. Realizing she was probably going to the bank, Carl told Charlie to get out and follow her closely. His plan worked perfectly. Carl had pulled up in. I could feel my pussy get wet. I could see her sweet nectar flowing out of her pussy. I bent my head and slipped my tongue in between her lips. "Mmm." I said. "You taste like honey Rochelle." She looked at me with glassy passion filled eyes."Please." Was her only word to me. I began to feast on her like a woman having her last meal. My focus was totally on drinking every drop of her precious liquid. I could feel her fingers tighten in my hair as I tried to gobble every drop of her juices."Oh. ”I cut off the men’s disappointed groans as I looked back over my shoulder at them.“You guys coming? Because I’m going to.”I smiled as the bed was hastily evacuated and we all piled into the shower in a tangle of limbs. I was sandwiched between the guys in what felt like the hold of an amorous octopus. Hot water rained over us as they kissed and caressed me, vying with each other to make me gasp with pleasure. I turned this way and that between them alternating hot kisses and moaning as they.