I mean on one hand I was all for whatever was happening. I mean, come on, who wouldn’t be, right? On the other hand, I was worried. What was I getti...g myself into? How would this turn out in the end? Could I really keep five women happy, even accounting for the fact that I had only made love to three of them, and that only once? Was this just some sort of experiment on their part that would quickly end in something uncomfortable? And finally, did I really want to try to make this work? After. Eventually, they wound up spooning quietly in the middle of the bed. Ron held her close, arm across her chest possessively. Laura couldn't keep her fingers out of her wet crease, toying with her sensitivity there.Laura's phone buzzed and dinged. Neither of them responded. A minute later is buzzed again followed shortly after by a chirp from Ron's phone."Guess who." Ron murmured near the babysitter's ear."What do you suppose she wants?" Laura asked with a little trepidation.Ron hesitated before. Counting was not consistent with being relaxed soJon gave up. It was impossible to keep up anyway the surgesof pleasure were coming faster and faster, orgasms comingone after another like strobe flashes.Jon had already ceased to think coherently by the time theorgasm rate reached 75 per second. The pleasure signalsarriving faster than the human nervous system couldperceive, for all practical purposes Jon's orgasm hadbecome continuous.Suddenly the orgasm ceased and Jon felt a terrible absenceas. She helped him, pulling her arms free of the sleeves and letting the suit fall back.His hands roamed across her sides, squeezing her arms as they once again encircled him. Logan pulled her closer, grabbing and massaging her lower back and then her rear. His hands moved around the latter, took hold of Ororo's belt buckle and unsnapped it. Another push, and the suit was off her hips. With powerful thrusts of her legs, she kicked it off and away. Logan looked at the white patch of hair revealed.