I coolly smoked my pipe and, I believe, even dozed off during the two hours that Tom was satisfying his raging lust. I had even to go to them to let t...em know it was time for Louisa to leave.I found them in the very midst of a most active fuck and unobserved by them, saw their glorious bodies in all the fury of lust most vigorously sacrificing to Priapus. Their very souls were in their work, and I could see by the unrestrained movements of her body that Louisa not only seconded him but was. After digging around in the bureau for a while, I found one of my wife Anita's old address books. Thumbing through it I found the number I was looking for. Now it was all down to nerve; could I call a friend of Anita's and ask her for some information? Well, why the hell not? If I tell her what I'm up to, with any luck she'll understand why I'm doing it and help me. But then again she could tell me to piss-off. Still, nothing ventured, nothing gained. I dialled the number."Kara, it's Martin. Not one guy, a BUNCH of guys. Then my cock started feeling lips wrapped around it, lips after lips and taken turns from I did not know how many all wanting their chance to suck off the young American dick. I was stuck and could not get away even if I wanted to and the decision was no longer mine to have, I was getting shared by all the guys in the bath house, all the ones I rejected, were now getting me after all. My balls were gurgling, and I knew they could tell I was close, because I heard. " "He loves you, I- I should probably get going." "Stay. He'd probably watch us fuck and jack off to it." I shrug, "Maybe you'd like that." "It sounds," Liam runs his finger down my cheek and neck before tracing my collar bone, "Sexy. Like you." Liam followed me to the bedroom silently. Locking the door I directed him to stand at the foot of the bed. As we kiss, I slide his shirt off his muscled arms and he unzips my dress completely so that it drops around my ankles. I step out of the dress.