The tempo of cock stroking quickened as he imagined spreading her legs for a thorough inspection of her twat with his tongue. He had considered settin... up a CCTV camera in the upstairs bathroom to steal better peeks of her pussy, but hadn't gotten around to it. Yet. The swelling sensation of of jizz wanting to burst from his cock was intense as he considered how awesome it would be to dump a load of semen around her mouth as she slept. His toes were to curling. "Jesus you’re a hot slut,” he. In addition to being possibly the greatest intellects in the history of the world (we discuss this subject endlessly among ourselves late at night), you are physically perfect and are marvelous athletes.Against this background, I must reluctantly describe the last two women Douglas has been afflicted with. (I think that is an appropriate choice of words, too.) The first, Mary, was short. Although she seemed about four feet two because she’s always hunched over and is dumpy to boot, I’m sure. They were joined by their brother. All of them were staring with eyes the size of saucers.The sensations in my cock grew stronger as Diane began to hump up at me, only then realising I was distracted and discovering the cause. Her response surprised me.“Come on, fuck me, Darling. Fill me up with your baby-makers. Let’s have more babies. I want another – now!”I thought she was babbling, until I saw both girls beginning to rub their mounds through their clothes. Tommy was rubbing his cock. Even. I couldn't believe it. This had seemed like a respectable motel, but the more I thought about it, the surer I was that they were prostitutes. I wondered how much they were paid, and how many customers they had in a day. They didn't seem like they lacked in sex appeal. Four minutes and two men. Maybe, I thought, I should start wearing red sandals.I finished the third pina colada. The bar tender noticed my empty glass and raised his eyebrow. I nodded and he put a fourth pina colda in front of me..