“And why did you tell him I need work on my lower back!” she said looking concerned.“Relax Tasha, the whole point of the massage is to enjoy rel...ve your tension” I replied.We both stripped down naked and got under the blankets on the massage tables. Shortly after there was a knock on the door and Jennifer and Mark had returned. They put on a soft soothing instrumental on the stereo system.Both are table were set side by side and I hand a full view of my wife from the side down to her lower. A young barmaid approached me. She was auburn-haired, full-figured, dressed in a v-neck shirt and leggings. Her clothing showcased the cleavage between her generous breasts, her succulent ass cheeks, and her puffy lower lips.She was definitely a prospect for feeding. I sniffed the air around her. No human would notice the perfume of her womanhood at this point, since she was only mildly aroused, but my senses, particularly when I feel The Hunger, told me she could produce a nice helping of. ”“How many men are there?” David asked worried about what will happen there if Addison was the only female.“Don’t know ‘xactly. We get new people and lose people all the time. When we left, I think there was ‘round 220 or so. Maybe a few more.”“TWO HUNDRED AND TWENTY?!?” David exclaimed giving Mitch a nervous look.“Hey, there’s strength in numbers, right?” Mitch asked smirking at his nemeses. He’s hated David almost as much as Michael since the day they met. “That just means they can protect us. ”His mouth sinks into my core and I can’t help but rock back on his face. His tongue laps at me moaning as he savors my essence. It’s when his tongue eases back to the bud of my ass that I’m sure I’m going to fall off the counter. He probes me there and I whimper softly.“You like that sweetheart?” he chuckles when I utter an expletive, and slips a pussy drenched finger into my tight hole as far down as he can, “You’re so fucking tight sugar, ever have had your gorgeous ass fucked darlin?”I.