Last night I was used by my lover and a load of guys, tonight was going to be just as good I hoped, with more guys using my body than ever before, Lun...h time the next day Francis rang, he was the very well hung guy who had fucked me last night, to say he was staying over an extra day, just so he could meet me again, so did I want to meet him tonight, room number and time was set, and I told him I would be inviting extra guys too, he was ok with that, and said that last night was great seeing me. Make smooth legs much prettier and painted toes, too, I say. When herbs in pills make his breasts puffy like young girl’s I tell him he must wear small pink bra. Now when he kneel to give me pedicure or to play kissy-foot he dress all in girl’s underthings, look very pretty I tell him, even better than making cum, no? Hee-hee.Yes, each time harder, harder for Alan to get hard. Soon he no get hard at all. He cry and cry. I tell him no cry, this is good. I no like hard cock. I like soft cock. He. I never invite them again. Others are really turned on, and I invite them back from time to time. I think that Peter is better able to enjoy an evening like you are planning than you realise. Besides, men aren't capable of as many cums as women. I'm guessing that your guests would be glad of a spare cock, and a virile and well trained cock at that. Over the years that we have been fucking I have insisted that I get as much pleasure as he does, and he is good at giving me pleasure.”“Shit, Wendy!. What he had done to her before had driven her mad. But this was a different kind of feeling. She could feel that spot tingling, but his penis rubbed the tender inner flesh of her body in a way that was just as good, but eminently more bearable. She rocked and his penis moved inside her, stroking her inner walls and she sighed.This she could do all night long.She knew if she tried hard enough, she could have an orgasm doing this. But it was just as nice to just feel him inside of her. She wasn't.