It was really a girlfriend like an experience and it didn’t feel like even for a moment that she is a hooker. We were drinking looking deep into eac... other’s eyes, I could smell her fragrance and was devouring on it.“Mister, you got a really nice place for yourself.”“Thank you, ahh, what was your name please?”“You can call me an angel, mister.”“Is that your real name?”“Yeah, it is and tonight I will be your angel.”I knew she was lying but what the heck, she was very fluent in English and she. " I said. "You guys do it first, and the winner of you three can play against me." OK," Ingo said, "That's only fair." Hmm." Said Patrick. "I had preferred you playing us all three first." Well, tough luck." I said. "I will only play against the winner of your game!"And so they started to play against each other. It was fun seeing them do their best to win. And while I was looking at them and telling them what to do, I gave them an extra incentive by sitting with one leg on the sofa. They had a. Spinning towards the window, she gave me a quick little flash before covering her breasts again. I remained still, I couldn’t move, except for my throbbing cock. With her back to me she finally tossed the corset aside then she spun around and showed me with a gleam in her eyes and a huge smile her tits. She played with her breasts as she continued to sway to the music, even pinching and twisting her nipples hard.She then teasingly slowly removed her panties exposing her shiny bald pussy. I was. Just tonight, make love to me. Think you can manage it?" You mean fuck you.. in your arse?" Honey, yes. We're gay men... there's no vagina here so we'll have to make do with my arse, won't we?"That seemed to galvanise him. He started taking charge. And it was delicious, but only in the way a man makes love to his, well, woman, I suppose. There was no dominance, just we were settling into our roles.Tim rolled over and opened a bedside draw and got out a tube of lube and a condom.He dabbed a.