” An expression of curiosity flashed across Mary’s face, but she dared not ask ‘why’ that was his call sign or nickname. He continued, s...eing her dilemma, “That is a beautiful accent you have, is it English?” She chuckled and in her best Saxony impression answered “Right-O.” They both laughed at the mocked linguistics. He again broke the silence of the moment “Mary, I see that you have three drinks and no people to drink them, have you been abandoned for the music?” She. .. Happening?She grabs my arm and take me to her bedroom. This room is nice, I feel relaxed as I walk in, there is a certain ambiance that says forget it. She presses herself against me again to kiss me. Her lips are soft and they taste like strawberry.Wait, what?I feel like there is something against my blog. She steps back and pull at my shirt, breaking every buttons that were so precariously sewn. As I feel that the time slow down, I can see every button fly and a definitive look of lust on. My cock was as limp as an overcooked spaghetti.Mayra pulled away. “It doesn’t seem to work.” She said, “Maybe I should try Ralph.”She grinned at the other two, still holding my limp wet penis in her hand.“Ralph’s always works.” Kelly said.“Really? Still?” Mayra laughed, “After all these years, I would have thought he’d have cooled down. Go on, show us.”Ralph pulled his trousers off as if modesty wasn’t something they’d invented yet when he was young. Kelly looked down at his cock, which he was. She wasn't beautiful by most standards but whatstandard did one use for a woman of such stature. After a split second,which unsettled Russ because he was so obvious in his amazement, hereturned the offered handshake. On second assessment, Russ realizedthis Amazon was truly beautiful in her own strong and muscular way.Four mysterious and exotic women in less than 24 hours, that didn'thappen often."Good afternoon Mr. Stamford, I'm Reggie and I will accompany you to thePotomac House for lunch.