We can do that early Saturday morning. He requests that I wear an evening gown. After a marvelous bath, in my new tub, I pick out a light blue thong a...d matching bra. When Eritrea suggested I buy an evening gown, I never thought I would have any use for it! Tonight, I’m happy she insisted. As with other girls of the trade, I wear nylons and garter belts. Not only is it sexy, but it gives our clients a wonderful view. My only problem is my hair. ‘Don, what am I going to do with my hair? Eritrea. She heard him yell with his release. She came with the knowledge that he had, indeed, cum for her.Her mother, hanging at the pumping station, listened as her children climaxed and felt her excitement grow. Her nipples felt like they’d become clitorises, and the milk flowing through them was like ... was like ... oh, God! Was like an orgasm! Her actual clitoris vibrated, her channel convulsed on itself. There was pleasure. Her entire body was a giant wave of pleasure. It felt like her mind. Dan came up coughing and said do it again. Bill went over and pulled him up ,tossing him again. I was laughing, and Bill reached back and caught my arm.He said think that's funny and threw me by Dan. We looked at each other and went after Bill, splashing and trying to pull him down. We wrestled around for a while, and Bill said he needed a break. He pulled us close and held us up. I didn't think about Bill's hand on my bare butt,and held on to his neck. I noticed Dan was laughing and kicking. “Jesus, Matt, I love fisting,” he qualified.“Giving or receiving?” I inquired.“Both,” he replied, before asking, “Have you ever tried it?”“No… Never,” I responded.“Well, Matt, this is your lucky day. Over the years I have got a lot of big toys here because of my marijuana trade with the front desk, and my arse is well-primed for dealing with fisting.”Before I could process the benefits of what was about to occur, Trev added, “By the way, you don’t have to worry about filth because I always.