Victoria sat on a towel. Together we watched out the big bay window as the world went by. The mailman came and went, the paperboy came and went, and t...e lady across the street had a lot of male visitors, one about every hour. Mom had called Mrs. Jones a whore before but maybe she was right.I fucked Victoria several times that first day causing her pussy to get really sore but I didn’t care. At bedtime I waited to see Mom go into Victoria’s bedroom. There was some heated talking and then Mom. I’m barely aware of my surroundings. For all I know we could be putting on a show for people getting on the train and I wouldn’t care. I hear the guy in my ass tell his friends, “She sure fucks like a woman and it looks like she sucks dick like one too.”I moan and groan in pleasure both from the double fucking I’m getting and the fact that I’m being told I fuck and suck like a woman. The validation of these men who started out r****g and heckling me heightens my enthusiasm and I suck and thrust. I was very happy that the full Sunday is there for me to spend with my dream girl Smita that is also alone that day night, I used oil and shagged twice, imagining the wet pussy of Smita. I made a plan to seduce her and see if she falls to the plan. If she falls, then go ahead with the plan and fuck her young, tender and beautiful body. I prepared ever thing required for my next day’s plan.I have a Table top with web cam and a handy cam. I borrowed a laptop from my friend. Arranged all the three. . do you want a play date?"Muriel said, "Let me talk to Trish first. Find out what day is good for her."He recognized the dialogue, of course-- cribbed, a little confusedly, from "Play Date With Pam." Often this was how they approached him, with his own words. He looked at them. Youthful, nervous but eager, a pair of mismatched but equally lush peaches-- why not?Pop! went the champagne bottle, waiting on the table in his hotel suite as the girls prepared themselves in the bathroom. He poured.