More." She whimpered."Uh. What size?"It felt too good. She clenched and unclenched on his fingers over and over again, but she didn't squirt—she pro...ably didn't have enough juices left in her. She had never squirted before, and she was still in shock. Hell, she had never even had two orgasms before. Two."Two," she gasped. "Two is perfect." Sure. I can do that," the manager said. "There are a lot of clothes here, and I have some folding to do, so it might take me a few minutes." No rush," she. The job requirements of being a CSI investigator were one thing -- there shorter hair was easier to deal with a less likely to produce evidence contamination; on the performance stage at the Maverick Club, Catharine though longer hair looked a whole lot sexier on here than it did when she was wearing it short. Catharine not only thought her hair added to her physical appearance but it also felt good as it swayed back and forth over her shoulders and upper body.Catharine was sitting at her. Then she whispered in my ear, "Thanks for setting this up," and went back to the bed and laid back and the first guy was ready and fucked her again. As he was ready to cum he pulled out and walked over to me and pushed me down onto my knees and shoved his dick into my mouth and stroked until he came in big loops of molten cum. "Now you can taste it straight from the real thing man," he said as he was unloading into my mouth.The second guy had my wife down on all fours and was fucking her from. He watched her face twist with passion, sawher tits jiggle, and felt the sizzling heat of her pussy as sherammed her cunt onto his prick at a frenzied pace. "You're gonna cream, if you keep this up," he said, his voicestrained, his jaw tight. "I know," she squealed, wriggling under him, her ass thumpingon the floor, her pussy gobbling on his cock. "I'm gonna cream myfuckin' brains out." She lunged up and twisted her hips, her clitgrinding into his hard groin. "Ooooo, Christ!" .