When he rolled off her, I was down on her licking her hairless clit, moving my tongue skillfully over it. She had another orgasm. I asked Jean-Louis...for another condom and slid it over my hard cock. I pumped away, and she came again. As before, she finished me off with her mouth and hand. Although the load wasn’t as big as the first one, I was still pretty proud of it. Not bad for a second shot. I could now take a well earned rest, but Betty carried on as Jean-Louis re-entered her with. He sat and stared at himself in the mirror as the girls went about their work, one, it seemed, was working on his hair, the other he realised with a hint of regret, his makeup. Regretfully he closed his eyes as he felt their soft light fingers caress him, running through his hair accompanied by soft snips of scissors, while the other began to apply tiny touches of makeup, all the while the pair of them spoke in a language he didn’t recognise.It had only been ten or fifteen minutes before the. Bathrooms through the door on the left.’ He said pointing. Getting gingerly to my feet, I reached down to get my things, when I noticed that the cloth that he must have wiped me with was my skirt. As I picked it up he laughed ‘Well you don’t think I wanted you dripping that mess on my rug do you. Now hurry, leave your jacket here though.’ Grabbing my shoes, bag and camera, I went to the bathroom. When I looked in the large mirror I was shocked at the state of me, dried cum was peeling off my. ”“This evening?” I parroted back, “I didn’t know we were seeing him this evening.” My voice light and breezy, trying not to let my slight annoyance show. The back of my mind thinking back to all of Jill’s recent half-truths.“Sorry, honey. I must have forgotten to mention it. Chris asked if we could join him for dinner tonight. He said that after you and he had that good talk that maybe all three of us having dinner together would show there are no hard feelings. Help make sure there are no.