I felt my shirt, and realized I was soaking wet from her juices. I striped off my wet shirt, undid the belt buckle, and let my pants drop to the floor... My cock was hard as a rock. Although just an average 5 ½” it felt like it was a lot bigger. She hadn’t stirred, just in that afterglow. I dropped my jockey shorts, noticed the wet spots from all the pre-come, let my confined cock spring forth, and thought, ‘Oh yeah, now really fuck her good”. With my pants down around my ankles, my movement was. Dolly has large labial lips that usually hung down a full inch when she was not aroused. But, with the tit stimulation, they had become engorged with blood and were swollen and laid back like a beautiful flesh flower showing the glistening, satin like pink cunt that drove men wild. The funnel entrance to her dripping cunt. Lyle began slowly rubbing the outside of her hairy mound and cunt with his entire hand. Dolly couldn't help herself, she pushed up against his hand as he pressed harder. She felt very tight, too, as he pushed in and out of her hot hole. This felt amazing, just as it did the day before. He loved the heat. He loved the friction. He loved the tightness. He loved the slick feeling of her lovely backdoor around his cock. He loved how aggressive he got to be and how enthusiastically, how ardently his lover pushed back at him with her sweet hips and ass.“You’re lovin’ it, aren’t you, dear? Good! I want you hooked on me! I want you to have thousands of reasons to stay.. ” He paused and then went on, “I’d like to engage both of you escorts for the weekend. As I mentioned, it won’t just be me. I have a buddy who’s in town too, and we’d like some companionship. Would four-thousand be acceptable for the two of you – Friday for our dinner to Sunday morning, and everything in between.” His wicked grin implied a lot of sex would take place.Kat emphasized, “No rough stuff. No pain. No marks. We have a few other boundaries too.”Martin quickly said, “Wouldn’t think of.