Remember?” “Yeah. Look how he has a lot of hair down there.” “I like how good we can see all his parts!” Hearing all this while being on dis...lay for the girls was having an effect on me. My cock started to enlarge and I knew there was no way these girls were not going to notice. Soon it was sitting up off my belly at full attention. “He's getting a boner,” one girl stated. “Wow, look at it,” said the other. “Its so stiff.” I became even more excited at being exposed, and wondered what to do.. We shook hands and I followed her indoors, through a long corridor and to a sumptuous lounge. Monica poured coffees and we chatted. I admired many contemporary paintings in the room, she had a good eye, but she said they were all her deceased husband Marcel’s choice. We agreed dates, times and I offered to prepare an invitation email to be circulate to the members outlining my sessions, which Monica accepted.“We could do that together Derek, here, now on my computer in the office. Save you. “The curator of this museum is a good friend of mine,” he told her. “I’d like to wait here until he arrives. Please go and sign us all in.”Tracey walked across to the counter and Maria produced a form for her to sign. It was all in Spanish so she didn’t understand a word of it but the girl assured her with a smile that it was only a formality. Signing it, Tracey rejoined the rest of the party. Then a dark-haired, dark-skinned man of medium height and build came out to greet them.“Ah, Senor. Karen slid out with me. “Come with Guy and me, Lola. We’re taking June home with us.”Lola knocked on the door once before it opened wide. June stood there naked and crying. Lola and Karen both grabbed her and hugged her. Karen told her, “You’re coming with us, June. When you or Lola hurt, we hurt with you. We want you to be happy and we want you and Lola living with us.”She looked at me through her tears, “Guy, will you hold me? I’m so nervous, and I’m sorry I caused all this trouble. I was.