Somebody was slapping my tits and pinching my sore nipples but I wasn't sure who? It seemed like I was goingto be the first one to climax and then, ye..., it rushed overme. Now I was moaning and bucking and having a veryintense orgasm. That seemed to make the 3 men thatwere fucking me go wild and they started pumping me harderand one by one they too started to cum. I could feel thehot load of sperm from Mike shooting into my ass and that no sooner happened then John swelled up and shotanother hot. "Maybe I'll let you lick me tonight -- to see if your technique is as good as you claim." What else do you have in the bag?" I asked. Steffi removed a squeeze-bottle enema. "What's that for?" We haven't talked about anal, yet," she replied."You'd let me into your back door?" I might ... I kinda like it that way ... as a change of pace. I save it for special clients." Am I a special client?" You're an extra-special one," she said and wrinkled her nose. Then, she pressed her hand against my. They immediately started in on me as to which of them was better looking, then one to had the better looking pussy, then they took off their tops and asked about their tits. I was loosing interest fast and was about to walk out when they started in about who could do a better blow job. I will be the judge of that I thought to myself as I undid my pants and dropped them to the floor. The young one started, took my cock in her mouth. She could not even get me hard. Then the older one tried, she. Do you copy?’ ‘I copy!’ I replied in a rather shaky voice. How did the dispatcher know I was going crazy? Maybe one of the drivers on the Biltmore called him. I just sat there for about twenty minutes, trying to adjust to a whole new reality of sights, sounds, smells and feelings. I was really starting to lose my cool. ‘Nothing will ever be the same!’ I thought. ‘What about my family? What’s going to happen to them? Daddy’s crazy, daddy’s crazy!’ People and cars going by seem to be moving.