It was early afternoon and we were hungry. Dee offered to take me out for lunch but I shot that idea right down; I was going to keep her naked and in ...y house as long as possible. I told her there was no way she was putting those jeans on again because I may exhaust myself tearing them back off, and we weren’t finished for the day. I pulled a sweatshirt out of my drawer and gave it to her to wear.We went to my kitchen, Dee dressed in only a sweatshirt and me in only my jeans, and whipped up. "Good afternoon," Isaid to the receptionist. "You were recommended to me by a Mr. Crayle."She looked at me and replied, "Certainly, please have a seat. What wasyour name?" Wilcox, Joseph Wilcox," I replied.She then typed something into the small computer on her desk, waited forits response, and then made a quick phone call. She then turned back tome and said, "Are you here to get some M/X?" M/X must have meant Metacalpholate-X I thought. That was one of thethings that I had heard vague. ”“I’ll be at Jacks at 6:00 tomorrow, is that too early?”“6:00 is fine, are you ready to have some fun?”“Fuck, yes, I’m ready. What ever you want to do, that won’t get us arrested.” She smiled and kissed me, her shorts were still around her ankles, and I bent to pull them up.“Watch the door, Ellen.”“Murphy, my pussy hurts already.” She giggled, as she spread her knees like she was bow-legged, and I sucked her again until she sprayed me with her pussy juice. I’m going to need another shower. Soon she had her hips humping like a locomotive on a track. She just couldn’t help herself. The feeling of Mike darting his tongue deep inside her was more than she could stand. She looked back to see Claire dining on his cock! Then she watched as Claire stood up and straddled his rock hard cock. “Oh that’s what I want Daddy! I want the entire dick you have to offer!” His cock cut into her cunt like butter, as she slid her cunt up and down and rotated it to meet his rhythm. Sasha watched.