Besides, it was either your wives becoming the staff, or Frank would have to bring in a group of strangers to take care of the guests. Having a large ...umber of guests in here for a couple of days will be stressful enough. I don't want serving people in here that none of us know, as well." It just seems like one hell of a lot of work for my wives." Oh, come on, Baby, even Dave's wives are helping out, just like they do when we prepare meals. We all clean bathrooms, make beds, vacuum and cook, so. Her body started to shudder as I slowed, eventually stopping. Mariah was out of breath as her body continued to quiver, she had obviously cum and was probably a little confused. I too was out of breath and as I stopped, asked, “Are you okay, does it feel good?” she was noticeably wetter as she nodded her head saying, “Yes, but I’m scared.” I kissed her and tried to reassure her that it would be okay and to not worry, and continued by saying, “I’m glad it feels good,” We smiled at one another. ‘Red had been living in her apartment block for six weeks when one of the neighbors came to visit. She was fresh meat and he wanted first dibs on her, it seems subtlety wasn’t his strongest point. That old cliché of simply dropping his shorts and assuming that every woman was going to simply slide on, met with an abrupt end when Red pointed and laughed.’ Samantha’s eyes grew wide and she smiled when she asked if her sister called him pencil dick? I nodded and told her that to me, it was a clear. “What the fuck?” he yelled, glaring down at his sodden shirt, once pristine white but now with a chocolate brown stain rapidly spreading across it. I stared in horror. “I am so sorry,” I apologised profusely. “It was an accident, I didn’t mean it…” “Yeah?” he said in an American accent, still clearly annoyed. “Sorry isn’t going to clean my shirt for me, pal. I was on my way to an audition. How can I show up like this?” “Look, I’ll pay for the dry-cleaning, okay?” I said as the train.