. ‘supply the dick’ for these three ladies?” Sam asked me impishly now.“Well, what if I do?” I flirted a little more.“Samantha Morris, but...you can call me ‘Sam.’ Not ‘Sammie.’ I dropped that after my girlfriend dumped me. She was the only one who called me that. But here I am, telling you my life story when I need to get you a server,” Sam lightly brushed my hand as she handed us the menus.“Cecil Evans,” I formally introduced myself.“SIR Cecil Evans, in fact,” June added with pride.“Sir? Are. As she pulled up to park at her front door, I realized that Jennifer had not noticed our arrival and was still raptly stroking my swollen member. She seemed to return from her lust-induced hypnosis when I gently pried her hand from the front of my pants and opened the car door. After stepping out, I turned and reached in to help her from the car. Noticing her glazed stare and gaping sweater, I wondered that if she were that far gone from a short back-seat make out session, what would she be. Hopefully...Anyways i'm more of the funny type, not story type but again, I do try my best and it just entertains me to make a story that atleast one person will like. So, I hope you enjoy the story._____________________________________________________________________________________We fucked till' we could fuck no more. It felt so good I-I just couldn't stop to even take a breath. Oh, I should probably start from the beginning..I was talking to my mom on the phone to find out what to. At this point, I didn't care though, it just felt incredibly good to have something inside of me. Meanwhile, another email from Helga arrived.I opened it with trembling hands, greeted by a closeup of her wet sloppy cunt with only the neck of a champagne bottle sticking out, the bottom apparently all inside herself. The woman took no prisoners. I groaned, getting a little adventurous myself, looking around for anything else I could use. Since I've already started playing with electronics, I.