We started with the babydoll. I disrobed while Giselle placed my clothes in a neat pile on one of the chairs. We went through the familiar routine of ...er caressing me as she adjusted the fit, whispering her comments in my ear while I tried to maintain my composure.I know she could feel my heart racing as she gently stroked my breasts lingering longer with each outfit. Her hands on me felt naughty as they adjusted straps or made sure each piece of satin and lace hugged my body.She offered. She would be well compensated for her personal services and usually satisfied Jim's voracious sexual appetites. She frequently took several days off work, with pay of course, following her evening with Jim. Jim tended to over whelm them with his sexual appetites and abilities. He was an expert at eating pussy, and enjoyed giving the women multiple orgasms at the tip of his tongue. However, when Jim drove his cock deep into their pussies, they usually screamed in pain. Few could take his. He likely wouldn't be tomorrow. "Hello, Chris," I heard her say; I think for my benefit. "Go on into the kitchen. Robbie's in there. Pour yourself a glass of wine. I'll be in in a minute." "Hi, Rob," he said. I smiled and raised my hand in greeting. "How's it going? Everything gonna be okay?" "Hmm, yes, I think so. Yes indeed actually," I said. "Okay you two, ready to eat," said Amanda prancing into the kitchen. She'd changed from her jeans and t-shirt into a short, and very pretty. By the time they were finished, three of the guys were ready for round two. They had been talking among themselves and as soon as these two guys fell away and Jennifer melted to the bed, they were moving in. One lay down on the bed and started pulling Jennifer over on top of him. As she straddled his hips, he took hold of his hard and throbbing cock and aimed it at her pussy. Soon she eased down on it and he pulled her down so that her tits were mashed into his chest. As she lay there filled.