He dropped his towel on the floor. “Sit in the armchair.” He said. I did as instructed. “Now. Dry me.”“Wha….?”“Dry me.” He repeated....“Your curiosity is written all over your face. All those questions. What does it feel like? Does it hurt? So dry me. Touch it. Feel it. Get your answers. Then I will do the same for you.”As I was sitting in the armchair his cock was right in front of my face. It was throbbing and seemed to be growing. I looked into his face, he was smiling, relaxed. Then slowly I. “Where I was going with that,” I continued, “was something that Jennifer and I discussed a long, long time ago - the difference between a ‘dalliance’ and a ‘random deflowering’, and how I reacted to those kinds of things. There’s a third class of relationships, and that’s the long-term ones - our trio, which is permanent, and our arrangement with Maria Cristina, which has no time limit beyond any desire on her part to have a boyfriend or marry.”“Those don’t bother you?” Maria Cristina. That’s all.’ She took some talking too, but I convinced her about its benefit, I told her it would attract a rich husband. She’s weary, but growing in trust of me. After her surgery, she never failed to attract male or even female attention. Strutting around in her short skirts, shorts and jeans with short tops and high heels, which include high heel leather boots. This is very important, because she didn’t know how to walk in heels and we had to teach her, we not only trained her to walk in. Often their hands seemed to reach across to the other, and then they’d conveniently drop into my lap – right atop my hardening shaft tucked away tightly in my briefs.The breakfast table conversation focused on explicit descriptions of various encounters experienced or seen by someone sitting around the table. We were all getting horny and excited all over again.Janet took the award as the greatest and newest slut at the party, even surpassing the two porn queens who had been with us. Sandy was.