I tug at his shirt and pull it off him, running my cold hands over his chest. His muscles shiver at the touch of my cold skin. I look him up and down,...taking in his ripped body, his abs forming a V that curls into his jeans. I lean down and kiss him, my hair falling in front of my face, trapping us in this moment. He tugs my shirt over my head and throws it in the direction I threw his. His hands explore this new territory he’s uncovered. His hands dip down from my shoulders onto the small of. I ought to become bi. It will double my chances of meeting someone.” Renee looked at her watch. “Damn, I have another meeting this afternoon. When are those storyboards going to be ready?”“I’ll have them done by Thursday.”“Perfect. I can tell that to the client at today’s meeting. We’ll go over them Thursday night or Friday morning.”“Sounds good to me. Check please,” she said to the passing waiter.That evening after dinner, Lee sat on the couch watching a baseball game, when Pam turned off the. You raise your knees into the air, to allow his full entrance. Pushing your hot mound onto his fingers, your thrusting motion begins fucking his fingers with frenzy. He curls his fingers to find your g-spot. Your back arches again, your legs close around his arm...you know you are going to explode soon. His fingertips begin their task of exploring your g-spot...back and forth...back and forth. You know that you could probably shoot cum right now...you can feel the fluids building, almost. Then the ladies left the room.They came back after fifteen minutes still saying nothing despite myanguished protestations. Each of the ladies pulled a stirrup up towardsmy nightie covered chest at the same time pulling them apart so that mymy genitalia was fully exposed. Then a trolley on which there was manysurgical instruments was wheeled along side. I tried again to get freebut to no avail. The two ladies propped me up. I'm sure they did that toensure I had a good view of what they were.