“You’re a waiter at the French restaurant in town, yes ?”, asked the man with an accent “Yes…sometimes”, answered Henry who remembered the...man had made a pass at him when he was working and couldn’t acknowledge. “I just want to see how this ends”, the man said, as Rachel and Mildred finished their fuck with a howl. Henry took out his cock and immediately felt the man’s warm mouth. Brit smiled at him and Henry smiled back. “Boris likes it from behind”, the woman said“I can please him”, answered. She asked if I was uncomfortable with this. Taking her hand, I led her to the lounge chair and told her that I was not. Stepping to me, she pressed herself tightly to me. We kissed, letting our hands become familiar with each other.Suddenly I felt Jodie reach around me. She unbuckled my trousers, pulling them down along with the boxers. She then knelt so she could remove my shoes and socks. Next came the shirt and bow tie, she then stroked my cock to hardness. Then stood, kissed Irene then. She smiled and told me that that would be awesome and if I could just paint her nails for her she would be greatful. I got up and sat on the coffe table and she then put her one foot on my thigh to be painted and the other she slide between my legs pressing onto the edge of the table. This really made my cock stur. As I painted her one foot I could feel her toes on the other foot wiggling in my crotch. It was very hard to concentrate on the task at hand as my cock got harder with each wiggle. . She stood, kissed him and said very seriously,” I promised you and I won`t go back on a promise, but only one with that cane, the very last one, and I want Peter and Nan to hold my hands from the other side of the couch to hold ne down as you do it and you must promise to stop at the end of whatever number of strokes you draw from the jar, you may pick just one or if it’s a single figure a second, so the minimum will be three and the maximum 199 strokes god help me!” But whatever.