Still grinning at the memory, Simon ran his finger down the page until he reached another patient marked with a star and a Halek. This was a very diff...rent creature, he mused, as Kate the Bawd - or Mistress Kitty - ran the girls at The Boar’s Head Tavern just across the street from one of the theatres, and which enjoyed a very brisk trade when the playhouse was open.Due to the risks of the business Mistress Kitty was a regular customer of Simon’s; not for herself, as she was at least. That was Charmaine's cue. She went to bed. She had to leave for work at 10 the next morning and she knew she'd be hurting. It did not take her long to pass out.Danny waited 15 minutes. Then called her name. After getting no response, he got up. Standing beside her, he said her name again, thinking his movements might have awakened her. Nothing.Cock standing at full attention in his pants, he walked out into the kitchen, pretending to get some water, but hoping that Liz was still up. Of course. A furious blush spread through my cheeks, but I kept my tongue still, biting down delicately on my lower lip as he went back to molesting my breasts once more. "Tell me, Shelly. Is your pretty little pussy nice and wet for me yet?" "It’s been wet since I got here, Craig." I managed, gasping quietly as he pinched my nipple, then rolled it between his fingers. "Because of me, or because of the cage?" "Both." He laughed at that, running his hand along my flank, over my ribs, along my hip bone. "At. That I was a really greedy nympho, who needed lots of sex to really satisfy me. That he, my BF was bi, and liked to get and give ass-fucks too. So eventually, we hooked up at a hotel. I told Big Jim that I could have multiple orgasms, and my pussy would squeeze down tight on his cock when I came. So he lifted my legs up and gave me a hard hard pile-driver fuck. I came a couple of times on his dick. Oh it felt so good. Then I sat on my BF's dick, while Jim fucked my ass for some DP. I like.