I feared that I wasn't going to give satisfaction to everybody. So many women, so little time..."High, people!" The new voice belonged to the last per...on I expected to crash our party—Matilda Holt of Topix Today. I recognized the voice, but she was naked and wearing the same black pageboy hair cut as we nine wore. When she had been dressed, her breast looked bigger—they were larger than Fawns but still small and perky—if I am making any sense. "I'm going to be living with Nolan for the next. I can help the pain go away." Uh, yeah." I was frustrated at her presence in my house. I wanted to be by myself, and yet here she was to ... well, I wasn't even sure WHY she was here, but it didn't take a genius to know it wasn't to massage my knee. "Listen, Kristin, I was just getting ready to eat a sandwich, then I was going to take a nap, you know, to rest the old leg."The smile split her face. "Great! You can eat while I massage, then you can nap." She turned. "Bedroom's this way? Which one. For the first few minutes, Mary lay like a log beneath him. Patrick fucked,grunted and moaned as he tried to get his nut in my sated wife. Slowly Mary's legs came up and wrapped around the studs back. He pumped her harder and faster. I could see he was close. I began to squeeze the shaft of my cock. I could sense his passion rising, He pumped her with purpose and now he was about to cum in my wife. "Cunt, I'm going to get you.....you fuckin' slut, take my cum, baby take my cum." He cried. . I couldn't help but wonder what it must be like. Not so much what it's like for them now. By now these women probably go out on stage and perform their dances mechanically. They're probably up there thinking about their utility bills or some movie they want to see; anything but the fact that they're naked in front of a room full of horny men. But what must it be like when they go out on that stage for the very first time?I can't even imagine what would go through a woman's mind. Almost from the.