Michelle quickly typed in the box "brb some idiot at the door won't go away," before looking round the room for the clothes she had discarded earlier ...n the conversation. Not bothering with underwear she wriggled into a skin tight pair of light grey yoga pants and threw on a baggy Yankees T shirt that fell just below the cheeks of her small ass. Michelle giggled to herself as she looked round the room, there was something deliciously naughty about getting naked in the large family room adjacent. They also ordered out for food from various San Antonio restaurants.The flight across the southwest U.S. was uneventful. The plane landed at LAX's private plane field in the late afternoon, with time to spare.After waiting a half hour, a string of six stretch limousines pulled onto the tarmac.Following instructions, the chauffeurs did not get out to open the door. They stayed inside their sealed compartments.For the next few hours, the goddesses got a tour of L.A. They saw the Hollywood sign,. Fuck.A few minutes later, Randi pushes by me to order a drink. She'll spill it on me, apologize, and introduce herself for the first time. At least the first time for her. Some rewinds, I'll blow her off. Other times, we've spent a mellow evening talking. Some times she takes me back to her place-amazed at how much chemistry she has with a guy she's just met. We've fucked and sucked all over town-alleys, restaurants, even the courthouse steps. I've had her just about every way a man can. Enough. I wandered back into the bedroom and slapped Tammy's bum next to the plug, and she left her eyes closed and just opened her mouth."Hey, old girl, we've already done all that. You've got a visitor." Who, Master?" Your sister, Veronica."Her eyes popped open, and fully naked, butt plug in place and dildo plus hatpin making it hard to move, she tried to sit and get out of bed but kept falling back, the huge dildo projecting twelve inches from her vagina, acting as a sort of spring return. I lay her.