’ Her fist slammed down on her knee. ‘Alright, I’ll do it. I’ll even fuck him myself if I have to… as long as it means you don’t go back. ...o how do we convince him to marry me in less than two weeks?’ ***** ‘Give me that gorgeous pussy,’ I growled, my hand stroking my hardened rod along tothe rhythmic slapping of bare skin on my screen. Another Latina maid from my new favorite website had sold her clothes and now her body to her boss, the camera catching all their animalistic action from down. I held her tight as we held our position for the required minute, she felt good as I brushed my hands across her breasts as she turned on my knee, Liz turned around to face our judges. Nobody said anything, but wrote our scores on the paper in front of them. And the game progressed; next it was Joe and Marti, she was Larry's wife. We all watched as they took their turn. Marti was the big breasted girl of the group, everyone wanted to get their hands on her bounteous tits, and Joe didn't miss. "How so?" I asked."Have you heard of cream pies?" he asked."Yes," I responded, "I have. That is another one of my fantasies. I have wanted to eat a cream pie for quite some time." Well tonight is your lucky night my friend. Do you remember the two young women that were fluffing last night?" I nodded my head. "Well, tonight is the night we set aside to use a woman or women. After your performance last night, the guys all voted to invite you so you could help keep the girls clean while we fuck. "Thanks again." For nothing," said Jerry. He watched Stan climb down the ladder and disappear into the poolside office. Below the viewing deck various members of the club sloshed around in the clear pool water. Jerry was concentrating on keeping a sharp eye out for any troubled swimmers when a shrill woman's voice hollered up at him: "Hey Jerry! Long time no see!"He looked down back behind the platform and saw the lovely woman, Anne, who used to be his girlfriend. "Jerry," hollered Anne, "come.