They were both asleep, with the woman's head resting on Manny's shoulder.The young lady who I'd assisted with the grocery bags was nearby. Her hair wa... still braided, and she was wearing the same clothes she'd had on back in the shopping center. Apparently, I was the only one who'd been asked to change clothes. What to make of that?The third masseuse appeared to be the youngest of the three; I wouldn't have been surprised to find out she was still a teenager. She had a baby face, much shorter. It never went away. I know you noticed it the first time we fucked in your room at that share house, and you kept wiping your smoo and commenting on how many tissues it required, but it didn't really become apparent until the first time you suggested I fuck your tits. You were having a period and I had a horn, and you lubed up your cleavage and said "Slide in here". I was used to big fat pillow tits that you can really fuck and lose your cock in, but yours were medium sized and firm, and I. Thesecond landing of the paddle was thunderous and JO jerked faster,concentrating on her target. As predicted, when the third swatlanded, a huge load of cum erupted from JO's cock, sending a streamnearly a foot long over Ballick's red bouffant wig and into theawaiting mouth of Ms. Buttlick. Adjusting his aim, and with onesubtle jerk, JO sent a bigger load to the back of Ballick's throat.And for the grand finale, the third stream arched and landed right onButtlick's nose. His cum dangled there a. " The grey man had a clipboard with papers on it and he held a pen ready.I blinked at him and licked my lips, concentrating on his voice for he'd spoken quickly and it was difficult to understand him."Your name?" he asked slower. "Can you speak?"I nodded and cleared my throat softly. "Dare." Uh..." He rubbed his nose. "Dare ... Is that short for something?"I didn't know what that meant."Dare," I said a little louder and I leaned over, looking at his clipboard as if I expected him to write that.