Who wants more she called out. Just as she came around in front of me she noticed I was home. I was shocked at what she was wearing. She had on a biki...i top that's all. Her shaved pussy was completely uncovered. I stood up and kissed her, then I whispered asking her what's going on. She answered me loudly saying the guys and I have been fucking. I looked at the guys in the pool they held up their empty beers and cheered. She sat the small cooler down she was carrying and started handing out. But she's been practicing for her big night" replies Mistress.Talking back and forth, they lead me down the hall to a small bedroom I've never been in. It is clearly a girl's room. There is a canopy bed, dresser, and make-up table with mirror. The room's colors are pink and white. "Let's get started", announces Mistress. "Strip", she commands. I pause for a second, wondering if she will send the other women away. But they are all staring at me. I realize that they are here to witness my. . Very nice.. Very very nice.." He fucked Bob in long slow strokes now. Almost all the way out. Then a long slow slide back in. Each time Bob would arch his hips to meet Paul. Then he whispered to him "I'm going to cum in there.. OK?" Bob moaned "OK... Yesssss... It's OK.. Do it." Paul sent rivers of hot thick cum into Bob's asshole. Both men moaned with each release. It was a long slow drain of his fluid high up inside Bob. After they both laid there exhausted. Paul's cock still inside Bob.. I could have exchanged photo's and got it all out in the open but my story writing is my private domain and I felt a bit weird sending a picture because I didn't know who it was really going too.It was finally agreed that I would be at the airport holding a card with the email address of my fan on it, if at that moment they got cold feet they could just walk past in the crowd and I would go home and back to my normal life.Finally the day arrived. I had received a message to say they were still.