I want you on top of Gail so that Sam can mount you and get some pussy along with the girl-girl action. You have any questions?" Ramon asked."No sir,"...she responded. "I strip with Gail, get her on the floor and 69 with her as Sam fucks me. I understand completely." Ramon took them to room 19 and told Gail that this was where she'd live from now on and informed her of the rules of the house, where everything was and meal times. Max programmed his mother to strip on stage and eat Ms Americana's. "Jesus H. Christ, here it comes," he roared. Suddenly his arms stiffened, palms flat against the mattress and his back arched, so that he was bent like a bow, his agonized face glaring up at the ceiling in unrestrained lust."No, no, no," Angela sobbed, struggling on her belly beneath him, but she knew it was no use. The first hot gush of his semen jetted up into her needing cuntal depths, but filled her with a frustrated hunger rather than the completion she so sought. Again and again that. We finished our meal and the waiter brought the check, we paid & headed back to our place. Once home I needed to address some emergent work issues. While waiting for me Mrs had something to smoke with the couple and made herself a drink. I guess it was taking me longer than I had thought because 20 minutes later the Mrs came to tell me and that the couple was fine with just hanging out since it seemed that I couldn’t participate because of work. I said I would be done in 5 minutes. As I walked. I couldn't see all of her but she was dressed in one of those short “teddies” girls wear. She was looking down at a picture frame and softly but firmly talking to it while poking at it. I listened for a few minutes when I deduced she was talking to a picture of her own brother. She was chastising him for being so mean to her and treating her like, as she put it, ‘just a piece of pussy that he could fuck anytime he wanted’. I had never heard her talk like that before nor had I any idea her own.