Many famous men and some equally famous women, have been treated for their addiction to having constant sex, with multiple partners, can you imagine o...ening a public toilet cubical and seeing a beautiful woman standing there, begging for a quickie, could you say no to her?From my experience of doing this sort of thing, well, put it this way, I never heard any man say no to me.I am twenty six now and have gotten myself into some very risque situations, such as mentioned above, men's toilets are. “Alright, honey, let’s do this ... but make sure not to resist Ana’s tongue back there!” I encouraged Sandra, who winked at me and licked her lips in response.“Are you kidding? I love getting my ass eaten by Ana, just as I enjoy tasting hers! Yeah, that’s right! Rim me! Taste my butthole while I ride Master to a fucking orgasm!” Sandra shouted triumphantly as she impaled herself on my pole.“Yeah, well, I love to rim each of you and you know it!” I reminded her, just in time for Ninve to descend. So that they were ready to suffer all over again!At that moment, the door opened and Julia and Melissa came back into - the room. With softly bouncing breasts they resumed their former posture . . . and Havers notice immediately an improvement in their appearance. Their hair had been brushed and combed . . . make-up had removed the ravages of travel . . . smooth female flesh was powdered and exotically scented. Quentin strolled across and, almost casually it seemed, fondled one of Julia’s. “Just stay home, I will be there soon.” She hung up. I didn't know what she had planned for Alexis. I knew I should care. I should call Alexis right now and tell her what just happened. But I did nothing. I sat on the couch and waited. An hour later there was a knock on the door. I opened it. Paula made her way in. She was in her cocktail dress. It was very long. I closed the door behind her, watching her enter my apartment. “Do you like?” she said spinning around. The dress was magnificent,.