She was rubbing my back and my ass too. Soon I felt my cock growing again and it was still inside her. We made love again, and again she held me in he... but it didn’t matter. I was too tired to get it up a third time in a row. Gretchen let me fall asleep in her embrace.The next morning I woke up with a hard-on as usual. Now for a math question…how many times does sixteen go into twenty-one…just as often as he can…starting that morning.After that day we never got dressed again and we made love. Well, I was disappointed, because nobody said a word. I had wanted them to say something so that I could tell them how proud I was of them, but it looked like I would have to wait for another time to do that.We moved on and went for four more days before we had another bit of trouble. By this time, we had found our rhythm, so that we were already getting up to 20 miles per day. I was surprised that we were doing so well, but it was bound to end, I suppose. We had come to a good place to stop. "You eat shit like you were born for it!", she sneered. "As soon as you start jacking off while eating cunt and asshole you'll like it even more.!"I was desperate to please her and grinned up at her licking my lips. "Oh thank you...thank you for using my mouth for a toilet!", I gushed, "thank you...thank you!" She sneered at me sarcastcally. "Cut the shit you ignorant bastard, you didn't like it but you will, I promise."She left the room and soon the other ladies came and escorted me back. ‘Good evening, Louise,’ Jeremy said. ‘Hi, Ms. Blaisdell,’ Bonnie said, a trifle shyly. ‘Call me Louise, Bonnie, everyone else does.’ Jeremy was in jeans, a sport shirt, and a light jacket. Bonnie, on the other hand, was in an expensive, snug-fitting warmup suit that hugged her petite curves to the best advantage. As she walked a little closer, the scent of a light floral perfume washed over Louise. Bonnie always smelled so good! And, she was a very pretty young lady with long light-brown hair,.