One thing led to another and I eventually walked her to her hotel room, she invited me inside and we had sex. I assured ‘Goddess’ that it meant no...hing to me but that I was just so horny after weeks, even months without release. As I finished the story, Goddess pressed on.“No others” She questioned. “No Goddess” I promised. “But you do masturbate” She countered, “Right boi?”“Yes” I confessed “Yes I do.”“And as you pump that cock” She continued, “what do you fantasize?” “Well….” I hesitated. It created a nice soft glow in the room, where you could see things, but not very clearly. “Are you comfortable being in bed with me naked?” I asked Terri. “After what you did to me in the shower, are you kidding?” she replied. “I never knew that a woman could get such pleasure from another woman, and I am still abuzz from that orgasm in the shower, Brenda,” Terri told me. “Well, come over closer and let’s just snuggle for a while,” I told her. “I know when I have big orgasms like that I am. “Some, but it’s not bad enough that I want you to stop,” Ireplied. My dick was beginning to stir. Karen noticed almostimmediately and began stroking its sudsy length with one hand asher other toyed with my anus, a slippery finger working itselfpast the anal ring. I leaned over and began massaging one of her ass cheeks withmy right hand. My left went to her breasts, pinching one nippleand then the other. I slipped my right middle finger into thecrack of her ass as I. Unfortunately, it was at that precise moment that Susan opened his office door with a steaming cup of coffee, made just the way she liked it, black and sugarless. There wasn't room enough for the both of them in his normally pristine office, there wasn't room enough for him in his Armani suite either. Shreds of wool and shantung silk hung from his gigantic scaly frame as did bits of Susan, squashed, mixed with coffee and splattered all over him and the one remaining wall.Hers had been a short.