The caution from another girl caused her to stop and she looked over at me as if she had forgotten I was there. All the lights went out. “The gene...ator has failed,” one of the girls said. “It happens often. We just need to wait for a short time.” It was pitch black inside the room. The girls seemed excited by the blackout and talked among themselves loudly. It sounded like a girls’ school, but I couldn’t follow anything they were saying – as soon as mother/matron left they had resumed. I had a better idea. I pulled Don closer so that his cock was next to Ann’s face. She didn’t need a written invitation and immediately took hold of Don’s shiny dick and licked my juices from his purple head.As I continued sucking on Ann’s clit, she took his cock into her mouth. When I pushed my tongue into her pussy, she pumped his dick with her hand. We quickly built up a rhythm, sucking, fucking and pumping. I saw Don’s legs wobbling from all the pleasure Ann gave him.I signaled to Jack to go. Christina may or may not have had any Latin or Italian sexual blood in her but her somewhat dark coloring seemed to almost shout of the hot libido of a young Mediterranean woman. I was about to find out how hot she could truly be.I quickly took Christina to a nearby motel where I'd booked a room in anticipation of this evening with her and I showed her into the room, locked the door behind us and then wasted no time at all in getting down to what I knew Christina was after -- a hot sexy couple. He held his hands up in surrender, laughing all the while. "Truce, truce!" he called out. She smiled back at his boyishly cute behavior. "So what was the other atrocity you spoke of, or dare I ask?"Ally smiled at the memory. She was touring the museum with her friend Amber. The two always liked to clown around anyway, but the work of 'art' really set them off. "Well the other piece of art-and I use the term 'art' loosely here-was a more modest sized canvas." Thank God, she mumbled under her.