In and out, in and out, slap, slap, slap, slap and then harder and harder and further and further, until it was all the way inside me. The feeling wa... just wonderful. He was amazing, his cock was amazing, and he had such strength. I had multiple orgasms after squirting all over his cock so many times I just stopped counting. Then he took the pillow out from under me, it was soaking wet, and demandingly said, "Sit on the edge of the bed."I submitted immediately as he went over to the other. As the elevator slowed for the second floor I asked her again 'Fingers in or out?' 'In!' she hissed as her orgasm approached. The doors opened and, again, there was no one outside.I continued my fingering and she was in the throes of her orgasm with her pussy juices running over my hand and down her legs as the doors opened on to the third floor. The late 50's couple waiting for the elevator were a little surprised to find a man with his hand buried between the thighs a sexy redhead whose dress. “Oh, yeah,” Vickie agreed. “I never did anything quite like that with a woman before. All I ever did was a bit of kissing, licking, and using our fingers on each other,” she said, her mind briefly reliving all three girls fucking her with a strap-on last night. She had returned the favor with each of them.“You’re welcome back here anytime,” Carla offered.“Is tonight too soon?” Vickie asked, her voice conveying both an eagerness and a slight concern about being too pushy.“Not at all. Our Sunday. . but things Ashley was more than happy to forget as fast as she could. She had shamed herself too and suffered herself. Hers was a self-imposed chastisement; Brad hadn't had a choice.Seemingly, Ashley didn't understand some things she'd said to Brad as they sat on the sofa watching the girls. For instance, she'd remarked a couple of times on the "excitement" she'd felt. She even blamed it for having been overwhelmed in the hotel lobby. It told him she craved excitement... she missed it.She'd.