“Oh f-fuck! Y-yes!!” Logan squealed, trembling as the older man started to pick up the pace.The older man soon thrust all the way in and grabbed L...gan by the hips. He expertly rolled them over so Logan was on top and started to guide her hips in a slow rocking motion. “How’s that feel?” the dark-skinned man groaned out, his eyes fixated on the chubby teenager bouncing on his cock.“It feels amazing!” Logan moaned, rocking her hips back and forth, her blue eyes locked with his dark brown ones.. When my butt was nice and loose around his finger, Brad reached into a nightstand drawer and pulled out a vibrator. It was about six inches or a bit longer, very skinny at the tip, but flaring out much thicker at the base...maybe as thick as Brad's cock. He slowly worked the vibrator into me, slowing down when I told him the thick base hurt. With a gentle touch, Brad gradually loosened me to the point where the vibrator could slide all the way in and out with no pain - only pleasure.I reached. Then, one of the ladies said Jack had mentioned something about a hot tub. I looked at Jack and he simply smiled.So off to the hot tub we trekked. All three of the ladies quickly shed what remaining clothes they had and unabashedly slipped into the hot tub. Jack followed while I grabbed my cell phone to take some photos.Two of the girls got a little handsy with each other, much to my delight and that of Jack, who decided it was time to take things to a different level.I was a little taken back. I was unlucky as hell at love, but I did okay at the tables in Vegas. I didn't get rich, but on every trip I had made back my expenses. I had a lot of time to think as I sat at the blackjack tables and I decided that as far as women were concerned I'd be better off staying well away from them. Hookers could take care of sex, and I was a pretty decent cook. I'd done my own laundry for years so what did that leave? Just sleeping alone and a couple of cats would take care of that. Bottom line was.