Joan finally pushed me out onto the floorand told me that if I couldn't stop thrashing around, I could go sleepon the couch.When she came out to the l...ving room and awakened me in the morning, shesaid with a laugh that it was the best second half a night's sleep shecould remember.I laughed and told her it was one of the most erotic that I couldremember."I obviously need to keep this in mind while I'm thinking about how todeal with you and your ..." she muttered to herself as she headed to. A small, stained glass window let in some light.We sat down on the benches that lined the alcove and giggled still, as we went through the menu. Just as we had ordered, Triss entered. The girls looked at him, partly suspicious, but partly intrigued, as he’s quite an attractive man - tall and thin, with just a hint of a belly, receding dark blonde hair that he had brushed back in a fashion that’s been 40 years out of style, giving him an air of old-school coolness. He also must be the last man. I gripped the headboard tight with my hands, I laid flat on the guys chest I was straddling and tried my best to point my arse in the air so both cocks had a better angle to get in me. My toes had curled up tight and I held on for dear life as I could feel both my holes tighten around their cocks.I started to breathe really fast as they started to rock me back and forth, with every movement I could feel their cocks more and more inside, every inch of my pussy and arse were filled. The room was. I grabbed a nightshirt out of my suitcase and changed, crawling into the middle of one the beds, pulling the sheet over me. I hoped he would take the hint and leave me alone. I heard the shower go off and a few minutes later, the bathroom door unlocked and opened. I had my back to the bathroom door; eyes closed pretending to be asleep. I could sense him behind me before I felt his hand smack my ass. I yelped and rolled over, looking up at him.“What the fuck was that for?”“I did it because your.