Tom had a nine inch cock that was bigger around than a beer can at the base. Fortunately for the women he fucked, it was tapered like a tent stake.Sam...brought his attention back to the present and the woman impaled beneath him. Sally was beginning to make short hunching motion and was mewing like a cat.“Are you ready?” Sam asked her.“Yes, do it,” Sally said, almost breathlessly.“Do what, Sally?” Sam teased. “What is it you want me to do? Fuck you?”“Yes, do it,” She panted.“Than say it Sally,”. Don't do anything I wouldn't do." She turned to me. "Do you need anything from the shops, Nicky? Condoms, Viagra... ?"I shook my head, unable to say anything. This woman had a very strange sense of humour.She went on, "Now promise me you'll behave yourself and only do what the girls want."It was no hardship to make that promise. Mary Black went to find her coat, black wool with a faux fur collar, and as short as her dress. She said g'bye to us and shortly afterwards we heard the front door. The whirlwind began again. During that time I was still seeing Marilee, but less than once a week or so. Some of those were dinner dates, a couple of times we went to a concert, but that was about it. They say that men think about sex dozens of times every hour, but that isn’t true. Not with the phone ringing every 60 seconds, and a couple of dozen men to keep track of. I didn’t think of sex more than once every 10-15 minutes. One Sunday morning I woke up to the Sun shining in my window. The. .'' Before I could finish my sentence, she kissed me. ''I'm sorry but I'...'' She kissed me again only this time she put her tongue in my mouth. It took me a second to get used to it but I did. We tongue wrestled for what seemed ages. When we pulled away, her eyes was full of sexual desire.She jumped off the stool and grabbed my hand. We rushed to the bathroom and slammed the door shut. We once again started tongue wrestling and before I knew it my top was off. She started working on my.