I’m thinking you need to expand your horizons.”“Easier said than done. When I go out to clubs, I get hit on, but those guys are looking for a on...-night stand. I’d sleep with you before I’d do that.”“Gee, thanks,” I deadpanned.Mary laughed, “Sorry, you know what I meant by that - the dual relationship problem.”“Yes, of course. It’s just the way it sounded allowed me to pretend to be offended. It’s one of the few chances I’ve had to joke or tease that way, because I don’t want to offend you.”“And. ‘creative’ on the behalf of others when required. Chris is a farmer. That might not sound like much, but he has a genius with livestock care and control which he has transferred successfully to the human kind as you’ve seen. his input and advice is in demand. You, Jake, are a computer boffin and bringing you into the fold will help us out and, from what I’ve learnt, enable you to fulfil some of your most lurid dreams and fantasies.?Again, the whole idea seemed too fantastic, but I kept coming. I took a couple of big throw pillows up to my room and made a place to recline against in the corner. I sat back against the cushions, spread my knees wide, and set to work on my gig with my slow, relaxing, two-handed attack, so I could pretend I was being treated to the supplicant devotions of a doting lover.I was climbing up to a nice pre-orgasmic glow when Max, my short, lean bulldog trotted in to the room. I let Max assist me on many a masturbation session and, when he felt like it, join in. You try to resist and delay the inevitable as the sensation builds inside you, your breathing starts to get heavier and deeper; groans begin to uncontrollable leave your mouth, sounds you have never heard yourself make. With one final nibble of your clit you cannot resist and let out a shuddering moan which the other guests in the hotel must have been able to hear. He feels your pussy tighten around his fingers as you spasm in to a ripple of orgasms, the likes of which you have never.