She was beginning to lose count. The next man was a gentleman and brought a clean towel to out under her. He was just blur to her with out her glasses...but she could tell her was big. Perhaps the large Samoan man? The bed dipped as the enormous man climbed on and rubbed his gigantic phallus against her parted lips. "May I?" he asked politely. "Yes please!" she begged, she was glad he had not been first. Even with all the slimy cum in her it was a tight fit. "Damn!" she said, "You have a cock. Her lips were soft. Neither of us made any move, but I couldn't ignore the fact that her naked breasts were pressed against my chest.My cock started to get hard until I looked over at the clock.She looked puzzled when I pulled away and put my bathrobe on.A question was on her lips when there was a knock on the door.I tossed her the other robe and went to let our guests in.Two women entered the room carrying portable massage tables. I greeted them and they began setting up in the outer. It seems they had some bad history because she threw the book at him a couple of years back on a DUI charge. It was her position that an officer of the city should be setting a better example to the public. He knew she was one of the driving forces behind the project and she was pretty sure he'd try to use it as a chance to get even.In anticipation of a possible roadblock, she and Warren did some serious telephone work and arranged to have a surprise guest speak to the Council on their. I stood up, dried myself off, wrapped myself in the towel, and peeked out the bathroom. Without actually exiting, I shouted, “Mom!” After no answer, I said, “Becca!” Still, there was no response, so I knew I was home alone. In the bedroom, still naked, I sat on the edge of our bed. I was disgusted with myself, and while it had only been a day, I became increasingly worried about my thoughts. I thought playing with myself would’ve cleared my mind, but it only made things worse. Even though I.