She was getting out of one herself though. She followed this with, "So James... are you DTF?" I didn't know what DTF was. Not to look ignorant by aski...g her, I Googled it, "Down to fuck." Holy Shit. Hell yes I am. It was three months ago I broke up with my girlfriend, but it was SIX months since I last got laid. You could say I was a little bit backed up. I casually responded, "Yes I am. Care to go for a drink?" "I don't need a drink. I just need to get laid... now ;)" Wow this seemed too easy.. He was screwing three women, mothers of friends of his, on a regular basis back in London, while giving his ass to the husband of one of them as well. Whether the wife knew about the husband and vice-versa, I never found out.We got back to my place, absolutely wiped out. Adrian wished us a good night and went off to the spare room. I offered George the option of the sofa in the living-room or share my king-size bed. Without much vacillation he chose the latter. “How about a quick shower. Chapter 4 When she arrived at her apartment, J was waiting for her with a couple of young looking boys. “These here are the Johnson twins and they are turning eighteen in a few weeks. Their buddies are gonna throw them a party and they don’t want anyone to know that they are virgins. So you go on and give them the works. I’ll be back in an hour with another customer.” “Yes, sir." The twins came in and first she unzipped both their flys and pulled out their cocks. They both got hard almost. However she was conscious of another thing. She tried to deny it but as she wiggled in the chair trying to find a less painful position she was aware that her pussy was growing wetter by the minute. And from her position in the room she had an excellent view of herself in her mother's makeup mirror against the wall. She could see herself perfectly. The pose her father had put her in exposed her charms beautifully. She was unable to keep from seeing the effect that the ropes were having on her.