During this time his eyes were fixed on my chest. I knew you could see my cleavage since I was only wearing a tank top and Im about a 36 C cup. I then...felt the need to get out of there. So I went inside and headed up stairs to the bathroom. Little did I know that Bill was following me to the bathroom. When I went in the door I felt him push me then close and lock the door. I turned around to look at who was there and was face to face with him. He smiled at me and reached his hand out to cup my. I felt kind of used, but couldn't dwell on it.I felt my own orgasm approaching.Just then, Monique came on my cock. Her pussy clenched my cock over and over.I couldn't stop myself from coming. My balls pumped out the biggest load of their existence.She had teased me to death with her mouth.Then the sucking of Jill excited me even more.When I was finally empty, Monique looked at me."Do you have anything to ask me?"I knew what she wanted."Can I suck your pussy now?" I never thought you'd ask," she. "But I think feeling your juices drip from my pussy would completely overwhelm any nerves."I chuckled and kissed her cute mouth. "If I must," I agreed."Such a chore," she pouted adorably, then giggled with even more adorableness. "Where to?" she asked. "Working on Nick's book?" Not today," I smiled. "I have to go be surprised." How can you be surprised if you know you will be surprised?" Exactly."My young angel looked confused."Bring her along," said Helena."Won't that bother Christy? I mean. When Launching the Tadpoles, don't be a cheap ass and just spit in your hand. If you're going to be Greasing the Flagpole, at least take a little pride in what you put in your hand.Now, once you've decided to Mind Your Own Business, and, if necessary, have acquired the needed lube to Operate the Pump Action Porridge Gun, then technique comes into play.It's not necessary to Beat Your Meat Like it Owes you Money. Anybody can Flog the Log, Spank the Monkey or Perform An Assault On a Friendly.