I went back to my grilling, keeping one eye on the window. I saw Charlie lean back on the bed and prop himself up on his elbows. He sure was making hi...self comfortable. Then I saw a hand move to his chest and begin massaging him. This was going to get interesting I thought. I wasn’t able to see who the woman was. That damn curtain Susan insisted on was blocking my view. It wasn’t long until another hand joined in and began unbuttoning his shirt. I sure hope they locked the door. I chuckled to. As she slams her unyielding asshole on it, slowly her poor butthole starts loosing this battle, as her cries and sobs echo through the room as she humps the dilso. The pressure she applies is so that the dildo bends to the side a bit when she pushes herself onto it. But when, at last, her body finds the right angle and force so that the huge slippery head finally pops into her tiny hole as a feral growl, turning into a scream filles the room.Her legs are shaking and she is sweating and growling. I loved you so much."Loved ... me? Who are you? What do you want with me?" I couldn't help feeling I knew the voice, or what passed for a voice in the words which came to me.It seemed a sad smile might have formed the response. Don't you remember your own sister?My pulse raced as memories flooded into my brain and I squeezed my eyes quickly shut as the long-lost images rushed in with the force of a freight train."Hurry up!" Jackie took the shampoo from me as I tried to quickly rinse the suds. His blood didn’t smell as sweet as either Lenny’s or Stanley’s, but like a drunk needing to overindulged, I couldn’t give a shit.Garret, his name, was incredibly handsome. Gluttonous as I had become I informed him that I needed to have a piss. True to form, he said that he would join me. Again I made directly for the last stall and unsurprisingly, he followed. As we began fondling one another I realized that poor Garret was underendowed. This, of course, did not worry me, because all I was.