“I guess not,” Phil said. “Sorry. You guys were having so much fun at my expense that I wasn’t sure what you would do to keep it going.”“Y...u gave me a ‘zerbert’ on my tit!” Molly said incredulously.“A ‘zerbert’?” Tara joked. “It sounded like he was motorboating you – except you don’t have enough to actually do that.”“I have plenty,” Molly stated firmly.“Next time it’s going to be a hickey,” Phil warned. “Try to explain that one the next time you wear your bikini.”They were still goofing around. “I’ll offer you one better Rigal,” I sneered back at him. “You leave us alone and I won’t kill you, simple really. Though if you do still insist chasing us, I can guarantee that what you’ve felt before now will be nothing. I’ll make damn sure you’re dead this time!”“Big words bastard seed if you had that much power, you’d have ended me before now.” Rigal spit back at me.“I may be many things though unlike you I am a fair person. This is the last time I will hold back on you. Come for us again. "Oh, Rickie, I can't even begin to describe how good that was. It was so much better than Lauren told me would be. It was better than I imagined anything could be." She took my hand in hers and whispered, "Thank you. Thank you for being such a good date."By now my legs were getting a little cramped from kneeling so long, so I stood up. My cock was tenting out the front of my jeans, and it was clearly evident that even though Len had had her urges satisfied, mine were still calling for. And it had to be done: not until the "capture" was complete could I reduce them to obedience and be sure they would not approach me in some embarrassingly public way; nor (nasty thought) could I be sure of their discretion. For all I knew they might be back at Cambridge at this moment telling all their friends about this gorgeous bald fat middle-aged married man they wanted to fuck the daylights out of.So somehow I had to work my way through twenty-six women, or twenty-nine counting the twins.