‘Expect a phone call tonight around 10... Chris’ in the envelope was a room key.I ordered room service and a few beers and called the wife. We had...the usual chat about my day and how she was missing me and she asked if I was up to anything tonight. “Oh you know me, just a few beers in the hotel bar, be a quiet one as usual”. Bang on 10 the phone rang, it wasn’t Chris but the voice said the key opens the room with ‘Server Room’ on it. When the phone rings next I was to go out into the corridor. ." Oh, I'm sorry, Janet, I don't mean to pressure you to do anything with me. Would you rather just double-team him? Or maybe you would like to have him to yourself?"Janet's look softens. "Sorry, I just hadn't thought about it ... I mean, I have never done anything with a woman." She smiles. "But I guess ... I could try new things." Then she kisses Cindy again.Janet reaches out, tentatively, and touches Cindy's milk-cones, placing her hand on one, feeling its heft and suppleness in her hand,. ...”. She wasn’t k**ding – no sooner had I stared to thrust in and out of her, she was flooding in pussy juice. My cock felt like I’d just stuck it up a drain! I couldn’t remember feeling a woman gush over my cock like that, but then I felt something I wasn’t expecting up my bum – Debbie had shoved a Prostate Massager right up inside me and I was suddenly on the point of cumming BIG TIME!!!No, remember, I had wanted to save as much as possible for Tracey – and, right now with Debbie massaging. It was more than I could hold and some did run down the sides of my face and neck.Suzy let out a deep breath. “That was fan-fucking-tastic. Good catch. I didn’t know how much I had in there since we’ve never caught any before.” She dipped a couple of fingers into my open mouth which was full of her cunt cum. Then she held them under my nose. “See, fresh cunt juice. Do you like it?”I gently nodded my head so nothing spilled out. She put the fingers into her own mouth.“I’ve tasted my own.