I fall asleep with my cock in my hand and visions of Becky and Monie in my head. Saying good -bye to my son, then it is Becky's turn. She gives m... a hug, pressing her firm titties against me. I feel a hand to in my pocket and she whispers this is a going away present from Monie. Then I feel her other hand in my other pocket and she says this is from her. Getting in my truck I wave good-bye and leave. A few miles later I reach into one pocket and find the g string Monie wore the day. Scott had spent these colder months narrating some audiobooks as well as working on an outline for his next new book his publisher was asking him for. The plot for this book was going to be about a billionaire who in cahoots with a long term US Senator who has aspirations of becoming the next President directs his Chief-of-Staff to assemble a small group of beautiful prostitute women and handsome men to have sex with Politicians and Judges while secretly video recording this activity. The. Aziza gave me a gentle Hug, she grabbed my boobs and started to stroke them lightly. Aziza looked into my eyes, we started to french kiss. (the ice was broken) I just expected some kissing and playing with each others boobs, but boy was I wrong and pleasantly surprised. Nasima and Aziza passionately kissed. I started to enjoy myself and relax myself. my boobs was rubbing against Aziza boobs, my brown erect nipples was rubbing Aziza nipples. We went onto the big red bed, kissing each other,. “Happy birthday, too,” Jillian said to me, after she had swallowed a mouthful of my come. “I would have got a present for you, but I haven’t had a chance to buy anything.”“You don’t need to get me anything.”“Would you like a nice, hot, wet cunt to fuck?” she asked. “Let me get you hard again, and she’s all yours.”Jillian moved down to my groin, and sucked my cock back to life; then straddled my waist, guided me into her, and started fucking me. She was particular good at that, when she was on.