They were all trying to piece together what had happened the night before. Who had fucked who and so forth. I had always wondered what the next mornin... was like for women after a major fuck fest. They all did not do much but lay around and be sick till after noon. Then they started to get up and shower and dress. Finally, by that evening the other women had left and it was just mom and one of her friends, the one that was on the bed with her. They started to quiz me about what had happened. I. We’ve got a few bids on the books… twenty… thirty… forty… fifty million pounds. That seems sensible. Do I see sixty million?” Elizabeth looked at me open-mouthed and gripped my hand. I just stared back. The auctioneer acknowledged one of the phones. “Thank you, sixty million. Seventy?” One of the ladies on the phone raised a finger. “Seventy million. Do I see eighty?” Three hands went up but two phone bidders backed out. “Thank you. Ninety if you like.” All eyes were on the auctioneer as he. She had unbuttoned her blouse and was pinching her nipples that had been freed from her bra. She was being none to gentle about it either. She gyrated her hips as she did. She then raised her hand and brought the ruler down hard again across her cheeks. There was large red welts appearing where the first few strikes had landed and I couldn’t help but think that it really must have hurt. She certainly seemed to be enjoying it though. There was a very noticeable damp spot appearing on her white. I need you to put some fingers in my vagina.” She spread herself down there. “See that hole right there? That’s where I want them.”I began to pull my fingers out of her butt.“No, no, no! Leave those in my asshole! Use your other hand for my pussy.”I prodded around with the index finger of my left hand until I zeroed in on the hole she was holding open for me. My finger slipped in like it was nothing.”“That’s the spot, you got it. Now put as many fingers in as you can fit. Hurry.”It was.