I kept massaging her back but was careful not to lay hands on her bare ass.By now my penis was full mast and peeping through the leg of my Bermudas. I...straddled her a little further up, towards her butts, and continued my massage. I was taking extra effort to relax and make her feel good. I slowly slid her nightie further back, it was now resting just above the point where waist begins to flare.I snaked my hands underneath the garment and started to caress her back gently, applying pressure. Nothing must have seemed amiss, because he simply continued to grin at me. The hulk's tempo was increasing and I was having a harder and harder time keeping my head above water, so I finally had to relent, wrap my legs around him, and grab his shoulders. There was no point now in resisting at all. I relaxed and surrendered my body fully to him. It was quite obvious to everyone directly at poolside that I was being seriously fucked, and they were all cheering the hulk on. "Don't you dare cum. " "It sounds like fun. What's the party?" "It's a bachelor party." "You want me to be a whore at a bachelor party, right?" "You said it sounded like fun. I guarantee it will be fun. Sometimes the guys get a little rowdy, but it's safe. The money is good, too." "How much?" "It depends. You get a couple hundred for showing up plus tips." "What might the tips be for?" Todd took a moment before answering. "For services rendered." "I think I'm getting the picture. The other girls are escorts, right?. Sing how much we fit together. Your tight young body sharing my cock. Do you like it, baby? Want to be my soloist this year?” I couldn’t speak. His cock felt so good and I knew that if I moved I would start to cum and cum and not stop. He was really giving it to me balls deep. I never EVER thought of Mr Orland sexually. Now I’m sorry I didn’t visit him sooner. I whimpered breathlessly, “Oh, Mr Orland, I…. God, you are making me very wet. I…. please…. God.. I am gonna cum… please. I… Mr.