If you will permit me, chère madame, I wish to join my cock with your cunt.” The curiously stilted formal request seemed somehow appropriate to t...e carefully structured ritual that had been unfolding.My wife opened her legs and drew up her knees. In a calm, confident, low voice, she said, “I want it all. Fuck me.”The moment of initial penetration was delicately contrived. Nils knelt between her legs and with his hand placed his cock head at her cunt opening. Monique then took the shaft. “And I know why. Let’s go to bed. I have somewhere to be at three.”BD’s timing was perfect. He arrived at the room just as Janice rolled off of Tank, her pussy weeping thick, milky looking spunk and lay back gasping for air. Tank was breathing hard too.“She came to see you,” said Tank. “I kept her company until you got back.”“Sometimes you an asshole, Tank,” said BD. “You know that?”“Shut up and get over here,” said Janice. “He got me ready for you. And you can take your time. I don’t have to. Every part of their bodies was entirely visible, nipples and most of the breast pushing through the large holes and the outfits were crotchless. Each woman wore a small feline ballroom mask of matching color rimmed in soft fur with small cats ears on the top. A leather collar, worn around the neck, completed the outfit.They were brought food, but Cindy warned Jennifer not to eat very much as she would probably regret it, considering what they were going to be doing a little later.It was over an. The prospect of being with her for a whole weekend was thrilling. I started to fantasize about the possibility of spending the night with her in the same room and sleeping with her, as I often had dreamt about. The following Friday morning, we met at the office, and from there started our test drive. We drove down south via Interstate 5, the backbone of California. We got tangled up in the commute traffic on the Los Angeles Freeway system, so that by the time we reached San Diego, it was.