She must hate all the men who took advantage of her in our inebriated state. How could she not hate us. What girl would enjoy getting gangbanged at he... work. I wondered if I could handle my Jessie hating me as I walked into the Best Buy, and made my way back to the breakroom.The breakroom was a sad place; a few tables, terrible florescent lights that flickered, and a microwave that must be from the seventies, which was just sad. We sold microwaves. How much would it cost the company to break. He crawled out of the water and the heatWe all sat there for a few minutes and we were startled by the staff arriving to fix dinner. No one bothered to dress any more. We dined with some simple cover ups on and when the staff left we disrobed againWe all lay on the bed and they rubbed my body with more oil. How great to have all these hands rubbing me all overI wanted Sheri and I rolled her on her back. She spread and I admired her little kitty again before I had to enter her. She is incredibly. Slowly, deliberately, Cat reached out and wiped her greasy paw on blondie's left breast, smearing it with oily dark smudges, giving it a hard little squeeze as an afterthought, watching the girl’s face. "Wow," she purred. "Your sweater is really soft. What is it, cashmere or something?"Kirstie stood, stunned, for at least 20 seconds before she whispered, "Angora..." AnGORah," Cat repeated. She canted her head, studying Kirstie. "What, doesn't your vegan compassion extend to yaks or goats or. She stretched out on the table, and Lan took her place as masseuse. I marveled at how different these bodies were, and yet how equally alluring they seemed to me. One fair-skinned, the other the color of rich dark chocolate. One trim, the other voluptuous. One quietly passive, the other wriggling with delight. At one point, Margie's right hand disappeared under her body, seeking her vulva, and it was seven hands that were massaging her. I noticed to my surprise that I welcomed both Tony's hand.