Thefour girls gaped as the disembodied upper half of Forrester Davison?s portlybody appeared before them, slowly turning a full 360 degrees, leering a... his victimswith a crazed, satanic malevolence; fat lips parted lasciviously, almostdrooling.?It?s some sort of?? Peggy began.??hologram,? Carlotta finished, weakly.?A live broadcast!?Forrester beamed wickedly, holding up a thickly gloved finger. The tyrant wascloaked in what looked to be a flowing black cape, his head shielded on threesides by a. I had no idea how to run the equipment. Fortunately there was one monitor per camera. Each floor had a camera over the elevator and there were also cameras over the exits. In other words I could see them all at once. My girl got off the elevator on a different floor. "Come on Brit," I said under my breath as she went into a room after knocking.I heard The Brit enter the room. "Where is she?" he said."She just went into a room here," I said. Then I explained what had been happening all evening. As I finish the soup and bread, both women led me to the only bed inside of the little cottage and gently pushed me onto the center of it. They promptly jumped into the bed on either side of me and pulled the quilt over us as they both snuggled up next to me.I awoke before sunrise to find that both women had draped themselves over me. They both had their legs over each of my legs and their heads on my shoulders. It felt good with that warm flesh up against my nude body ... Nude body!? How did I. Her mumbles faded into groans and gurgles, as her right hand became a blur between her pussy and her clit, ending when she suddenly sagged back with a long "OOOohhhhhhhh".I was breathing faster myself, and I watched in fascination as she took some toilet paper and dabbed at her sweaty face and chest, then sat up and flushed the toilet, using the spray like a bidet. I couldn't get enough of this, but suddenly something happened that made me freeze. I felt a hand on my crotch.Now understand my.