"Where's your Mom, Karen?" She never came home last night. This new one she's doing it with is a regular; she won't be home for hours."Neither of us w...uld speak again for another hour. I led her over to my bed where we kissed again. This time there was ferocity in the kiss; our tongues tangled, our lips smashed against each other, our noses bumped. Evie again pulled hard against my ass while my hands mangled her sweet breasts. I fumbled with the buttons of her blouse while she pulled my sweat. I laid underneath so I could see first hand. Abby was plenty wet but she reached around and pulled her lips open. The man reached thru first with his fingers to feel what was there, then he pushed his little cock thru. It barely made it past her lips. She smiled at me "I can barley feel the little guy." The cock did it best to get inside her, I guess he must have enjoyed the little bit he got because he came a small load, mostly in Abby's lips and most of his jizz stuck in her bush. I don't. Moments later Nicky was sick all over me. I later learnt the girls hadspiked Nicky's drink to make him sick. We needed to get to Avignonquickly so as not to lose our hotel booking I did not have time to unloadall of the bags to look for my clothes.Agnes said "Don't worry there is a change of clothes for you in thebedroom cupboard." I went through to the bedroom with Agnes just behindme.All I could find was a French Maid's outfit."You can't be serious," I said.Agnes replied that all my other. This arrangement is working out beyond my dreams!”A few days later she wrote again. “How is Saturday night at the Renaissance Hotel at seven. Tom is buying us dinner.”“Fine,” I answered back. “C’ya @ 7.”Tom is a pleasant guy and a little nerdy. The first few minutes with him were awkward. At dinner, he talked about his job in IT at the bank. I did most of the listening even though I had a chance to talk about my consulting business.It got even more awkward in the room. Cindy was the one who.