I was more than ready to play around with my gurl again she was going to already have a motel room and be waiting. I let my wife know I was going to a...show with some friends for the night. With my cock already rock hard I headed over on Saturday afternoon and texted her on the way. "I'll be waiting for you I dressed like a slut for you too". I knocked on the door to her room and she opened it in a bathrobe with makeup like a whore. Her face looked gorgeous we didn't spend anytime talking. In your pastime (which is pretty much all of your time awake) you indulge in pot smoking, all night video gaming, interactive erotic stories online and a rampant addiction to masturbation.Your looks, height, weight, IQ, cognitive skills, sense of fashion and haircut are all average. At best. Your only real trait, besides knowing every singe line from Caddyshack, is your cock. Yes, you are quite the cocksman, packing an impressive rod, both in length and girth. But that has been a well kept. Jim has just left and the rear door lock is jammed, could you be a dear and pop round please?”“Not a problem Clare be there in half an hour, get the kettle on!” Mike grinned as he put down the phone, game on, he thought and already felt the familiar warmth in his eager cock!Clare opened the door to Mike in her usual loose tee-shirt and jeans that to be honest were a couple of sizes too small. ”Oh, Mike, you are a dear! The thought of not being able to lock the door frightens me and with Jim. ”“Okay,” I whimpered, feeling the vibrations getting stronger. “Oh god.” I managed, my eyes rolling slightly back, aware that I was drooling down my chin and onto my tits, as I clutched at the padding and held on for dear life while Holly replaced Anya and started kissing me. And then Scott, her boyfriend joined her on the other side and began mauling my tits roughly and twisting my overly sensitive nipples, until I started pushing myself up and down, pounding the vibrating cock into my pussy.