It was hard not to smile when the man gulped noisily and nodded his head. "Aaa... what can we call you?" the first man said.Carolyn turned her head to...stare up into his red face."You can call me... in time for seconds... all around!" She purred in the much practiced professional voice which had put $3,000 in the bank for her in the past months. She stretched luxuriously, spreading her naked body into a wide ivory-bodies X upon the deep red bedspread. "Jesus!" someone said reverently.Carolyn. Again, luckily, no one else is there. “Careful, somebody might see.” “It’s okay,” he says in a hushed tone, smiling at me but taking his hand off my butt. “I don’t think anybody even noticed me coming up here.” I smile back at him and hold the glass under the faucet as he quickly adds, “I’m not working on Wednesday. Would you like to grab a coffee at the West Starbucks?”I turn off the water, the glass almost full, and take a breath, thinking about Wednesday. What am I doing that day? Anything?. I was used to Amanda’s strap-on, but this was incredible, I could feel Janet’s cock pulsing and throbbing inside me as I reached down to stroke my own hardness. I could feel her swell inside me, preparing for the final assault on my quivering asshole. And, lifting me off the floor by my hips, Janet drove her cock even deeper inside me and held it as she exploded. The heat of her load scorched my insides, filled me spurt after spurt until she had pulsed the last drop within me. Slowly she slid. “Bloody hell John I’m not going up there dressed like this. And look at the state of the steps they’re covered in green slime.”I had to agree with her, the route did look rather slippery and dangerous. “Okay come on we’ll go the long way up. We’ll see more anyway.”We set off following the stream. The trail was to the left of the stream and as we walked so the overgrowth slowly hid the stream from us. The sound of water was never very far away though. For quite some time, we followed the path.