Susan was arching her back and moving her head in a very familiar fashion. That reaction is something I had witnessed numerous times as I had lovingly...massaged her breasts bringing her to orgasm.“What the hell is going on!” I shouted causing Susan to jump and sit up and look in my direction. Her new friend also jumped looking my way and both men, startled, stopped what they were doing.“Dave!” She said.“What the fuck is going on here! I mean besides some stranger fingering you and playing with. We just laid there panting for a few minutes before we were able to catch our breath. I felt myself falling back asleep.“Come on sleepy head time to get up and get something to eat. Don't worry about getting dressed as we normally go around the house without any.” she said as she climbed out of the bed and headed toward the door with a smile on her face. I stood up and started heading to the door when April grabbed my hand and smiled.“Not just yet Ky, time for your shower.” She told me and led. But then her hand slid slowly up his prick. He gave a whimper and stood up on braced feet, quivering all over, realizing that he was being petted in the best possible place, one of those strange and mysterious pleasures that only creatures with hands could perform. Not knowing anything about human psychology, the boxer couldn't see what pleasure the woman got out of doing it with her hand, but he was certainly not going to bark about it.Molly began stroking his steadily.The blonde leaned. She had enjoyed ten days of recuperation following her ordeal in Central Asia and was now ready to return to the fray.I will not bore the reader by repeating at length her experiences in a distant, untamed, primitive, savage and unforgiving land. She had accidentally locked herself out of her hotel room after a wild party in the bar some hours earlier, and been unlucky enough to have been spotted by a jealous colleague, who had then bribed a corrupt police captain to have her arrested and.