" Yes Pia. Sorry about that I was saying what I was thinking. What wouldyou two ladies like?"Constance replied, "Cherry soda please?"Gaby said, "Dande...ion and Burdock please. As for your previous statementyou were nearly correct. The person you named was my late brother. As wewere twins you spotted the family resemblance." Oh I did not know he was dead. I am sorry for dragging up distressingmemories for you. He was a good rider and I thought he might go places."Constance stated, "Some drug. Justin, this is for you, HAPPY BIRTHDAY."The crowd cheered immediately but soon quietened down when she began singing 'Love me Long, Love me Hard, Love me Often', which was the beginning of a marvellous mini-concert.Pamela Mitchell followed Pussy Power wearing a white sequined jump suit that looked better on her than it ever would on Elvis on his best day. She raised the roof and had the audience rocking and clapping along to stunning versions of 'Jailhouse Rock' and 'Viva Las Vegas' sung for. I aimed my dick toward my chest since I didn't want to get in on the carpet. Well, that's what I told myself then but the truth was that I didn't want to waste a bit of it as I cleaned myself up, licking my fingers clean of every ounce of cum I could get.By the time I went to bed she was fast asleep so I decided to wait until the next day to ask her about the two men who had filled her the night before. But she wouldn't tell me. She just kept telling me that she had no idea what I was talking. 00hrs when we eventually got into the Apartment, it was clean and presentable, it had everything you need but for one thing, one bedroom and only one bed, and to make it even more testing, a double at that, “well s*s, I will take the bed and you can have the sofa” “ho no, it is my holiday, you have the sofa and I will have the bed” she said and I shook my head, “no, no” I joked, me bed you bed” “what” she asked, “well neither one of us can sleep on the sofa for a week, let’s just make the best.