There may be some detail that more than one woman would want to take into account."A full-size hologram of John appeared atop the coffee table. "Whoa,... said Tracy, "that's too high. May we remove the coffee table?"The hologram disappeared. John moved the coffee table to a corner of the room, out of the way. When he was re-seated, the hologram reappeared, standing on the floor.Jenny said, "I'm not willing to kibitz on this kind of thing, especially with other women. I'm afraid I'll hurt. He stepped over her head so his rear was above Lola's forehead and his head was facing her breasts. He positioned his penis right above Lola's lips. He tried to push in but Lola wouldn't open her mouth. So he bit her and while she creamed out Tarzan quickly pushed his meat down in Lola's throat, so she would shut up. Tarzan was delighted that his new place was warm and soft also. He pumped her mouth hard and felt an orgasm rising. Gallons of cum flushed down to Lola's stomach. Due to the shock. I quickly look down and sure enough, some of my right ankle was showing. I don't know how long it had been like that either. Turning a little red, I answered that I still didn't know what he was talking about. He put one hand on my shoulder and gently said that it was alright, he was wearing too. I started to calm down a bit. This had thrown me for a loop. Never had anyone, let alone a guy, notice that I was wearing pantyhose. And I always wear a proper flesh tone colour so as to not arouse any. “Marguerite, is there anything special planned for dinner tonight?”Marguerite turned and looked at John, her eyes spending most of their time on his package. “No, nothing special.”“Could you prepare an intimate dinner for two to be served in my room this evening at about seven?” John shifted the box under his arm.The grin on Marguerite’s face went from ear to ear. “So, you’re finally going to give that poor girl the relief that she’s been wanting.”“Could you add a simple snack to be brought by.