We're sore. But it was exciting. We'd do it again on a day when we don't have to worry about what we look like naked for the next day or two."I turned...to Kathy and asked, "Wouldn't we?" Until a few seconds ago I would have said no. But now that I think about it, it was kind of exciting, wasn't it?"Mr. Porter chuckled and exclaimed, "God I love sluts! Get out of here!"Before we left his office I asked him if it would be alright if we bring food in tomorrow for Linda's last day. He thought about. Her eyes were closed as she rocked back and forth and I could feel her pussy tighten around my shaft as she began to pant and moan – I grabbed her hips and began massaging the inside of her pussy when she hit the spot. She could not keep quiet on this one . She pounded my cock deeper inside of her. I could feel her pussy contract around my shaft as each wave rolled over her body . She came so hard I could feel her juices running over my balls. She dismounted my still rock hard cock and began to. " She begins checking the diary. "No Mrs Kerberos and Freddie the farting fox terrier?" I ask. "...the first picture of you, the first picture of... err no she rang to say that she didn't think 'poor little Freddie' was up to it today." "That's a relief. The first picture of you... I'm doing it now. Who's that by, oh don't tell me, erm, early 80s." "The Lotus Eaters. 2pm is fine for your intriguing fat cat woman, I've put it in the diary. Right, well I better get ready for our first patient of. It was half full but at the bar were many people waiting for drinks including two girls. Christina, a black South African, dressed casually in Jeans and T Shirt, exuded charisma. I, Philip, normal guy in jeans.The bar was crowded but two attractive you women stood out from the crowd. In their mid-twenties, they were obviously with two different groups of people. Christina walks up to the bar, puts her hand behind the girl on the left’s head, draws her to her and spontaneously kisses her hard..