He said, “My god you are the perfect woman,” and then started to fuck my arse hard. Every now and then pulling out and plunging back into my pussy...for a few strokes and then back to my arse. I was not sure how long it went on, but he suddenly pushed hard, cumming deep inside my arse.He collapsed onto the bed beside me and I rested my head onto his chest, shaking uncontrollably from the numerous orgasms. We both fell asleep.I woke a couple of hours later, still wearing my heels. I slipped off. When she asked about what kind of outerwear I had, I told her that all I owned was a black leather skirt and a black blouse. I was more than a little surprised when she specified that my outfit had to be some combination of pink and white: shoes, hose, skirt, blouse and underthings. I thought that this was a rather odd request from someone new to my scene and secret, but I also felt like it was kind of an order that I was more than happy to try to comply with. We made a date for the following. Jon and I fucked the three women, and in Rosalin’s case we did it together at the same time with her screaming how great the DP was. Trish and Pam looked interested, but opted out of the hedonistic act that night, since part of what Rosalin was doing was obviously an act to sexually tease all of us.Eventually, Jon headed home and I limped into bed with three satisfied women. I was glad I’d called in reinforcements.I awoke with my cock down someone’s throat. The sudden stimulation blended in. Mama-san knew I had a favorite girl, and almost without fail, Jessica knocked on my door. By then, I’d placed my neatly-folded clothing on the chair and was barely covered by the towel when she entered. Jessica, like most of the girls in places like this, wasn't a teenager or twenty-something nymphet. She was in her thirties, had a rich, pale gold complexion and almond-shaped eyes as dark as brown gets. She was full-figured, not at all fat but certainly not the waif-like image usually.